Leave Me Here - Cult Of Luna

Out of a secret longing

They know their way from here

Out of a growing dream

They follow the road we create

I see what I’ve cut behind me Lost on the bottom you often found me there

False conscience is beyond me Lost in the backwoods I lie open to you here

Just leave me here

These men are running hard

But you keep down your voices

Living only to judge heavy

All mysteries aside there was a truth outside

Leave me here and I’m born again

Leave me here in this void again

Now I am open left for dead

Just like salvation comes in the end