Ouroboros Lyrics

Awake in the valley

Horizon surrounds me

Like a tidal wave of stone

Where the day ends too early

Night leaves with hurry

Chased by shadows of the sun

There's no use in fearing the cycle from which you are spun

Like the bend of a river shaped by its will to run

Are you feeling proud

Up on your high ground

When that lies that hold you give out

You'll be caught with your tail in your mouth

With the march of a martyr

Who's cross grows larger

With every gracious step you take

As you scorn those who warn you

Abuse all who adore you

While you plead to save your face

You offer up seeds but the lies that you feed her are stale

Don't blame the season, you've no rhyme nor reason to care

Are you feeling proud

Up on your high ground

When that lies that hold you give out

You'll be caught with your tail in your mouth