5. The Messenger Lyrics
Across the seas of space and time
The threads of essence here unwind
Carving paths for things to come
But what endured must be undone now
CHORUS:
Claws that rip and teeth that bite
Bitter shades of black steal light
Reap what you have sown
Shedding skin through time's release
Slowing eons of decrease
Facing loss of all control
A horrid ruin to behold now
CHORUS
Crushing stone and bending steel
Tear away sight unreal
Rigid ways and narrowed view
Leave behind world askew
Led by shepherds cold and blind
Bound by fear twisted mind
Touching fire to feel it burn
Ages gone no return
Produced by the band and Matt Bayles (PEARL JAM, MASTODON, etc.), ‘III’ raises the stakes on their unique, Appalachia-tinged blend of heavy rock. Black Cobra