Perpetual Generations

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