Maps of Inferno
๐ต 753 characters
โฑ๏ธ 7:18 duration
๐ ID: 6649372
๐ Lyrics
It's lonely up the tower
Up where the moon and the stars are always out
I keep watch, I tend the fire
I document my whereabouts
Etchings on the ceiling deciphered through and out
It's lonely at the vanguard
Those weary hands, they're ill prepared to fight
Bear the burden of the keeper
I have rehearsed a paragraph
For any odd encounter, a fitting epigraph
A fitting epigraph
Still lonely up the tower
Up here the moon and the stars, forever out
I still watch and tend the fire
And keep track of my wherabouts
Sketches on the walls, deciphered through and out
My kingdom for an empire
A frame of mind, intricate maps of my own design
I let silence answer prayers
And mocked the squalor of your savior
Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
Up where the moon and the stars are always out
I keep watch, I tend the fire
I document my whereabouts
Etchings on the ceiling deciphered through and out
It's lonely at the vanguard
Those weary hands, they're ill prepared to fight
Bear the burden of the keeper
I have rehearsed a paragraph
For any odd encounter, a fitting epigraph
A fitting epigraph
Still lonely up the tower
Up here the moon and the stars, forever out
I still watch and tend the fire
And keep track of my wherabouts
Sketches on the walls, deciphered through and out
My kingdom for an empire
A frame of mind, intricate maps of my own design
I let silence answer prayers
And mocked the squalor of your savior
Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[02:11.63] It's lonely up the tower
[02:14.25] Up where the moon and the stars are always out
[02:19.84] I keep watch, I tend the fire
[02:22.12] I document my whereabouts
[02:24.84] Etchings on the ceiling deciphered through and out
[02:30.37]
[02:41.41] It's lonely at the vanguard
[02:43.80] Those weary hands, they're ill prepared to fight
[02:49.31] Bear the burden of the keeper
[02:52.22] I have rehearsed a paragraph
[02:54.63] For any odd encounter, a fitting epigraph
[03:03.20] A fitting epigraph
[03:05.54]
[05:43.19] Still lonely up the tower
[05:45.27] Up here the moon and the stars, forever out
[05:50.06] I still watch and tend the fire
[05:52.91] And keep track of my wherabouts
[05:55.44] Sketches on the walls, deciphered through and out
[06:01.25] My kingdom for an empire
[06:03.66] A frame of mind, intricate maps of my own design
[06:08.69] I let silence answer prayers
[06:11.39] And mocked the squalor of your savior
[06:14.10] Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
[07:06.10]
[02:14.25] Up where the moon and the stars are always out
[02:19.84] I keep watch, I tend the fire
[02:22.12] I document my whereabouts
[02:24.84] Etchings on the ceiling deciphered through and out
[02:30.37]
[02:41.41] It's lonely at the vanguard
[02:43.80] Those weary hands, they're ill prepared to fight
[02:49.31] Bear the burden of the keeper
[02:52.22] I have rehearsed a paragraph
[02:54.63] For any odd encounter, a fitting epigraph
[03:03.20] A fitting epigraph
[03:05.54]
[05:43.19] Still lonely up the tower
[05:45.27] Up here the moon and the stars, forever out
[05:50.06] I still watch and tend the fire
[05:52.91] And keep track of my wherabouts
[05:55.44] Sketches on the walls, deciphered through and out
[06:01.25] My kingdom for an empire
[06:03.66] A frame of mind, intricate maps of my own design
[06:08.69] I let silence answer prayers
[06:11.39] And mocked the squalor of your savior
[06:14.10] Towering the flock, two idle needles grin forever
[07:06.10]