I am like a mountain without a peak
So why in your name would I climb ten thousand feet?
You're ghost, your oblivious,
I'll eat your spirit on and on.
Chop down your untamed legs
I'll eat your spirit on and on.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
This good war's gone so sour
Like lonely men's cologne.
You're bathing in your fear
Your schemes won't save you here.
You were like a fire in the open plain
That I'd devoted my life to guarding.
You came like pain predicting heavy rain:
Symbolic, but unwanted.
You left like plague after a hurricane:
Poetic and profane.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
I've seen you, I've seen you move so slow.
This good war's gone so sour,
It's worn straight to the bone.
We're sharpening the spear,
We're drawing ever near.