Apse Legions
kings and queens
in graves of gold
if I want to be the one
we love our lovers
but we want to be
loved by another
we mark our doors
but they come
for us anyway
how'd you get warred?
what they said protected us
the meek shall inherit the earth
how did they get to you when you were up here?
they made you give in to all your fears
you holy man, when did it all burn?
when they get to you they're all taking turns
you widowed your god by pacing your faith
in an illusion of power, paved by the race
you'll cower down, into the moor
captured and bound, liturgy lore
we fought them for years in and out of power
we were always outnumbered, but this is our hour
even the lost came to our cause
stripped from the heavens and unbound by law
see this now in silence and motion
put your hands on me I can feel your affliction
chased by an evil down down trough the gates
captured and bound by the shade of the moor
