At The Gates - Eater Of Gods lyrics

Hunger - and the world is reduced Reduced to the surface of her skin Like a spray of broken gla** His bones began to fill with words Like a monolith once lost As our ash crown the barren mountains As if mercy were a skin of water We fall into a prior dream The number of the grains of sand Exiled from the memory of men The strategies of war - through a universe of grief Ad the city of mirrors - wiped out by the wind Through the impenetrable haze Through shapeless fog Scattered through these desolate plains White shine the bones: Eater of gods As if mercy were a skin of water We fall into a prior dream The number of the grains of sand Exiled from the memory of men And as the smoke shifts in black Only ashes remain And as the smoke shifts in black Eater of gods Eater of gods