"THE HOLY MOUNTAIN" from SET TO STUN’s newly-released album, VALKYRIE ONE, out NOW via Tragic Hero Records.
LYRICS:
“I have severely underestimated the power locked away within the ether of our DNA and it’s propensity for malice and amendments made in madness with hope that I might rectify that malady of the soul.”
It’s a trap!
One step forward, two steps back
A race run in vain,
A game, tit-for-tat,
I took the weight of the world and it broke my back
The pigs took my pearls and then the wolves attacked
All under the sun I burned
Face down on my belly like a worm
And in the preacher’s words, I concurred
It was vanity! All is vanity!
“Oh death, where is thy sting? Oh grave, where is thy victory?
Oh death, where is thy sting? Oh grave, where is thy victory?”
Oh! What a wretched man I am!
To cling to these truths with these shackled hands,
The more I try, the less I can,
The more I know, the worse I am.
Oh! Such misery!
But woe is unto me if I do not preach!
On trembling knees I took my feet
And turned eyes to the mountain…
“You birthed your sons on the blood of my people
(You are my hope now!)
But the day will come when they call to the hero of the man
And I will lead them to the top of the Holy Mountain
Where the light of the world
Took up my heart in its hands
When the kingdoms fall and the watchmen are blind
With the weight of the world held up by the blood in his eyes
You’ll find me there, on top of Holy Mountain
The morning star in my heart and a sword in my hand”
Never felt more alone than I do now
And the saddest part about leaving this world would be knowing
That I could’ve done just a little bit better
I really didn’t need to be so clever
To speak bold would be bold enough
More emphasis on the premises
And less color in the rhythm and rhyme
Redeeming the time for the days are evil
When everyone wants to be a man of the people
Buried in a haystack, Imma be the needle
And call you out for the pricks you are
“But when I spoke the truth, did I do it in love?
Did I wrestle with this to the point of blodd?
Did I give all the glory to the Lord above,
Or did I keep some for myself?
Was this life really hell enough
I should come after the comforts of Heaven?
Did I give it everything I got,
Or was I too wrapped up in all the things I could be getting?
Benefit to the cost, they count it gain, I count it loss,
I’m looking in the mirror but too terrified to clear the fog
Tell me what I was thinking,
Thinking I was the one
To take the weight of the world?
“We’re all pigs to the slaughter my son,
And hell is no place for the bold and the brave.”
Valkyrie One, reanimate!
“Father!
Did you make me to forsake me?
Or am I truly the chosen one?”
“And I stood upon the sand of the sea,
And I saw a beast rise up out of the sea,
Having seven heads and ten horns,
And upon his horns ten crowns,
And upon his heads the name of blasphemy.”
“All hail the unholy one!
Protectorate, bring me the head of the anointed one!”
So give it up one time for the human race
Running in place,
Running in place
So give it up one more time for the human race
Running in place,
They’re all dead men walking!
So give it up one more time for the human race
Running in place, running in place
So give it up one more time for the human race
Running in place,
They’re all dead men walking!
“And I saw an angel come down from Heaven,
Having the key of the bottomless pit
And a great chain in his hand”