Lower Heaven Songtext

von Minas Tirith

When darkened skies above your head makes you wish you were dead
Take the time to listen to your mind, I am yourself divine
When you think you're alone, all on your own, still I am there, hiding in my secret lair
Still remember the toll that you paid to the trolls, those days are gone, you have finally won

But then I saw what they did to you, down below, cast into the black hole
The sight of hell revealed to the eyes of an innocent child
On a place no mortal have been, known mathematics does not mean a thing
Bent flat, still you are up straight, torn apart, still you are one

Can you hear the damned, crying for your hand
Did you create this land as a part of your higher plan
Hear them cry in vain, hear them scream in pain
Let horror reign on the day that God went insane