The Beacon
Vulture Industries Lyrics


Oh brother tell me please
Have we gone, wrong
Did our trails split
And have they been for long?
My back it hurts like hell
Not really feeling well
Like under some strange spell I am
Not really sure if I can trust my sense of sight nor smell

Ahead a distant gleam
A golden sparkling stream

Oh brother tell me please is this the right way
Or is my spirit dreadfully astray
Your voice turning faint
Your words becoming quaint
As the shadows grow tall
Enveloping your call

Ahead a distant gleam
A golden sparkling stream
Beckon sore feet,

Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow

A golden sparkling stream
Beckon sore feet,
Like moths we follow

A guiding light through the night
Beckon sore feet,
Like moths we follow

Into an all engulfing omnivorous fire
Circled by shades all eager to be set alight
Chanting in frantic pulse tarnished souls aspire
To make their way into the light
Their transcendend right

Shadows growing longer
The air becoming thick
Miasma growing stronger

They are torching books
It smells like flesh

But they have words
To make it stink less
All worn and tossed out like a cheap dress
All worn and tucked into the

Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow
Like moths we follow

A golden sparkling stream
Beckon sore feet,
Like moths we follow

A guiding light through the night
Beckon sore feet,
Like moths we follow

I'd sell you all if I could
But you're worth... nothing.

Writer(s): Bjørnar Erevik Nilsen

Contributed by Juliana C. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
To comment on specific lyrics, highlight them
Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found
Comments from YouTube:

DrMerciless

Like a moth I fallow this band :)

lest

great album

n mac

My friends don't understand what I'm listening to lol neither do I. But I like it I found the tower in Toronto by luck

graucg

great

Matias Lagraña

☝🏻👏🙌

Starfarer Nimrod

Perplexing.

More Videos