Eleventh Hour

By raising Midas hands
The crawling believers come
Command them reap the land
To break it and build your throne
You’re walking on holy ground
That disappears with each step
And speaking in ancient tongues
Set fire to the air and the earth

Hands high to heal the dying sky
Feel it taking over
Too late, there’ll be no morning after
And night will last forever

Can you feel the wind blow hard against your blood
Weakening the sky and cracking, breaking into flood
A wave upon a shore of living steel
The needle in the flesh that draws away your will to feel
We’re wading in the wounds that are left by wasted time
All the beasts can sense it
As the old gods blood runs dry

Cut-throat and jaded a suit just for smoking
And under the surface the pressure is threatening
The storm clouds look ready to break, hallelujah!
Brazen and backwards this huge heart attack
Is just fatally shy of convincing the schemers to die
The sea spilling over the wall, hallelujah!

If we drown, you drown with us
This path is leading somewhere fucking dangerous
Can you feel the acid rain wash away the pain?

Waiting, surrendering faith each day
(Lost in time)
Peace is just whispered in careless minds
(Better start counting down)

Hands high to heal the dying sky
Feel it taking over
Too late, there’ll be no morning after
And night will last forever

Can you feel the wind blow hard against your blood
Weakening the sky and cracking, breaking into flood

A wave upon a shore of living steel
The needle in the flesh that draws away your will to feel
We’re wading in the wounds that are left by wasted time
All the beasts can sense it
As the old gods blood runs dry