Upon Pillars Of Dust
AT THE GATES · At War With Reality 2014 · Track 11 of 12
Music: Anders Björler, Jonas Björler · Lyrics: Tomas Lindberg
Fragile, quiet and distant as flesh against another Heroism suppressed, leavin' hunger in its wake Tired even of sleep A fragment of life, no more pain!
The nights they will drag on These hands will not abide A nightmare beckons leavin' death in its wake
The sickness is a dream Imprisoned in the deep of the stone Reality restin' upon pillars of dust The infinite voracious arms of myth
Trying to even out sleep With death in our way
The sickness is a dream Imprisoned in the deep of the stone Reality restin' upon pillars of dust The infinite voracious arms of myth