How godlike are these massives
Rising like the beat of bass drums
From the murmur of snowy plains
I don't know how to pray anymore
But the mountains don't seem to care
Shadowing my shadow with obvious sacred.
How godlike are these massives
Rising like the beat of bass drums
From the murmur of snowy plains
I don't know how to pray anymore
But the mountains don't seem to care
Shadowing my shadow with obvious sacred.