Wake up from etherian dreams - Your song and your light return me to life. I rise my rotting form - enthralled by your light.
Your golden, magnetic light! Your golden voice soured eternity - held in the grip of your gravity Why won't you let me sleep? What art thou who summons me? What art thou who summons me? I crawl - I creep I crumble back to sleep If I could die I would sleep. Just let me sleep
Writer(s): Horse The Band, Nathan Winneke