Morningstar - Baroness

Far beyond horizons

There’s a master in martyr’s disguise

Pale as the Morningstar strung to the sky

Never mind the altars

Or the crooks in their saintly attire

All of us tinder-wood bound for the fire

Could you lay me down with my someone

To carry the weight

The damage I have done

Release the hounds my lady

Let 'em tear at the moon and the stars

Torment the heavens and laugh at the sky

Dry your tears my darling

There’s a pistol-whipped look in your eyes

The captain was gentle, he left you alive

Could you lay me down with my someone

To carry the weight

The damage I have done

Could you lay me down with my someone

To carry the weight

The damage I have done