Prophets Lyrics - Wovenwar - Wovenwar

There's a height I couldn't reach nor about the wings that carry me 

There's a feeling never found nor about the words to bring it out but then 

Maybe I was better naive, or maybe I was better when I couldn't see 

I felt the water over me, a cold and lonely welcoming 

And not a sign that'd say I'd find nor the warmth of Messiah's hand on mine but then 

Maybe I was better naive or maybe I was better when I couldn't see 

I have seen a friend or martyr bleed 

And for what? 

For the stranger tied to us, with no authority to speak 

Always the loudest who voiced only their ignorance (x2) 

With no authority to speak 

The rock should be, an anchor for the weak 

Like this 

A struggle of feeling 

A struggle of guilty 

A prophet of sympothy 

With no authority to speak 

Always the loudest to voice only their ignorance (x2) 

With no authority to speak 

And this is its reasoning 

Maybe I was better naive, maybe I was better when I couldn't see