Dead God's Son - Marko Hietala

I fell down from the skies of light, and landed upon the clouds

I woke up on those hills of white, on a road stretched like a shroud

I wandered on for a day and night, or maybe a few more

There I was and now I am, in a place after before

My memory’s there in the wild wind’s care

She took it messing up my hair

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

I fell down just dead on my feet, and landed among the stones

I woke up on these hills of black, a cliffside scattered with bones

I wandered on for a day and night, found some starlight and nothing more

There I was and now I am, in a place after before

My memory’s there in the cold wind’s care

Her fingers running through my hair

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

My memory’s there in the wild wind’s care

She took it messing up my hair

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

Journey into fear

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son

Home was never here

Come undone

Dead god’s son