Enemies Before The Light - Six Organs Of Admittance

Though I know

The fear has kept you alive

With the need to burn the living

A call from God to clear the path

And take what they’re not giving

And take what they’re not giving

To end it all

On desert plain

Searching for the

Before the sun could hitch your face

And cover your wounds in

And cover your wounds in

It’s true

They trapped you inside and cut your wounds

From a varied feeble parasites

To some dirt that won’t stand still

I see the coming of

The enemies before the light

And I held them for a while

Before I break them through the night

Shifted wind and there’s no sign

There’s no sign of life

And I held them for a while

Before I break them through the night