Perpetual Generations Songtext

The Atlas Moth

von An Ache For The Distance

Perpetual Generations Songtext
I sing that sacred harmony
that makes our minds align in the old way
I sing that sacred harmony
to know what its like to finally be free

Praise for the wicked and a curse for the earth
heroes die
Diseased we wait on the altars of ash
Rats will devour the sky
Home is a lie

home feels like a lie
straight from holes in the earth
take me to the place where the stars arent dying
home feels like a lie