At The Gates - Upon Pillars Of Dust lyrics

Fragile, quiet and distant as flesh against another Heroism suppressed, leavin' hunger in its wake Tired even of sleep A fragment of life, no more pain! The nights they will drag on These hands will not abide A nightmare beckons leavin' d**h in its wake The sickness is a dream Imprisoned in the deep of the stone Reality restin' upon pillars of dust The infinite voracious arms of myth Trying to even out sleep With d**h in our way The sickness is a dream Imprisoned in the deep of the stone Reality restin' upon pillars of dust The infinite voracious arms of myth