In Solitude - The Faceless

Walk with me to my mountain’s top

From its vantage point

Is mourning on the faces of those who sleep?

Sleep with no dreams

Sleep with no dreams

Follow me and I will show you where to follow yourself

Follow me and I will show you where to follow yourself

In solitude above

Watching down below

Upon my shoulders

Collecting is the snow

Overwhelmed in a grievous revelation

Peering through exhausted pale eyes

Into darkness, where the antiquated lie

The winter of distress

Beneath the weight of knowledge

The frostbitten paths to salvation

Are strewn with unmarked graves

Overwhelmed in a grievous revelation

Peering through exhausted pale eyes

Into darkness, where the antiquated lie

And so I wander as the thief in the night

These lonesome footsteps

Steal only your burden

And where its weight lie

I leave the alms of truth

A proclamation falling onto deaf ears

In solitude above

Watching down below

Upon my shoulders

Collecting is the snow

Overwhelmed in a grievous revelation

Peering through exhausted pale eyes

Into darkness, where the antiquated lie

The winter of distress

Beneath the weight of knowledge

The frostbitten paths to salvation

Are strewn with unmarked graves

Overwhelmed in a grievous revelation

Peering through exhausted pale eyes

Into darkness, where the antiquated lie

And so I wander as the thief in the night

These lonesome footsteps

Steal only your burden

And where its weight lie

I leave the alms of truth

A proclamation falling onto deaf ears