Marko Hietala Dead God's Son
I fell down from the skies of light, and landed upon the clouds
I woke up on those hills of white, on a road stretched like a shroud
I wandered on for a day and night, or maybe a few more
There I was and now I am, in a place after before
My memory's there in the wild wind's care
She took it messing up my hair
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
I fell down just dead on my feet, and landed among the stones
I woke up on these hills of black, a cliffside scattered with bones
I wandered on for a day and night, found some starlight and nothing more
There I was and now I am, in a place after before
My memory's there in the cold wind's care
Her fingers running through my hair
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
My memory's there in the wild wind's care
She took it messing up my hair
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
Journey into fear
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
Home was never here
Come undone
Dead god's son
