Lyrics

When will this place face us?
Some mirrors unknown
What will this place look like?
When I'm dead and gone
Now you'll inherit this Earth
Cradled inside my hands
I am your shield
Until time takes me too
When will this place face us?
Some mirrors unknown
What will this place look like?
When I'm dead and gone
Now you'll inherit this Earth
Cradled inside my hands
I am your shield
Until time takes me too
No one point of certainty
We still breathe
Excreting beneath the crust
Molten remains turn ash
Impenetrable core of the mother
We're burning it all
Can our new cycles of birth
Conquer their pride?
Are we still flowing with the tide?
We're burning it all
Can our new cycles of birth
Conquer their pride?
Are we still flowing with the tide?
No one point of certainty
We still breathe
Excreting beneath the crust
Molten remains turn ash
Impenetrable core of the mother
Written by: Paul Michael Maitre
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