Antic Clay - The Table of Souls lyrics

One thousand steps to the demise of the day One thousand degrees while the sun flares and wanes As I stare at the curve of the spine of this land One thousand bottles pa** through my hands Now they say you've gone under but I saw you ascend Holding aloft a gold ring and a brand Now a thousand meanings have clouded that code And one thousand sorrows have darkened my road When will I find the light? How will I use the light? And by my very life Do I reduce the light? Will the light that I lack Come back to smite my diffident soul? What did my empty hands hold? We came upon that bright plain, strangers One thousand miles till we met on that hill Then down to the valley where the rain rages One thousand years and it's raging still Now all cries for mercy they go unheeded And miseries worsen and miseries pour Then finally left to bow down, defeated A thousand supplicants to the wrath of the Lord Did we receive the light? Why did we leave the light? To grope a vacant night Like naked acolytes Gone blind to the Christ From the thousand sights Our eyes did behold Trauma upon trauma upon trauma One thousand fold From my chair I stare at the encroachment of night A herd of women pa** through my sights A herd of men construct castles in clay I heard you coming from miles away But I defy you to smile should you look on my face All the traits you revile are carved into that space And if you don't want for violence, don't speak and don't think Simply sit there in silence and silently drink And should we find the light Since we maligned the light We'll simply act contrite And crawl to paradise Two parasites for the Lord Restored at last To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls The Table of Souls To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls To the Table of Souls The Table of Souls