Unseen Terror Lyrics

Winds of Pestilence

Beneath the Sun and the burning sky
The higher you go the further you’ll fly
Turning away with your private smile
Seemed you could see for a thousand miles

And while the World falls down around you
You shroud yourself in clouds of smoke
You drink a toast to those beside you
But your amity is like a private joke

Chorus:
You mark a circle in the dirt
Like you were tied to a tree
The same movie plays over again
With different actors in the scene

You thought you’d made a break
From the things that weigh you down
But if you dam a river
The water finds a way around.

Now you’ve got your own gravity
Your orbit fills up the room
We join you in your vanity
And sing with you out of tune

Chorus
Circle in the dirt ©2004 Declan Murray / Amith Narayan