Oh Broken Son! - Last Breath (feat. Evoe) Lyrics

Uncontrollably shaking
I wake from a nightmare to curtains of snow whispering down in the stillness, silence
The land lifeless and colorless and without a trace of movement
Save for the cracking limbs heavy
Crashing hidden in the unknowable distance
Time inexhaustibly turning, yearning as I clamor perilously against predicaments
I've fashioned with my foolishness

Please

Through windblown drifts I've drifted without direction into a godless land
Charted only by wolves and wickedness
And my pride
Which I've always struggled to hide
Even inside the familiar folds of my loneliness
Because I am the son orbited by ideas that I am something other than human
Again and again I've burned maps with prayers belonging to other men
Because I remember the glowing cinder of what they spoke
But I possess no speech beyond that recollected script other than a stammer
Even as I hurry into silence from a stutter, stop
I hear the wind and the quake and the fire but I miss every whisper
When did these mountains pass into the heart of man
And have I been cut from that winter stone, and if so
Why does my heart beat like an ocean enraged, and foam
And rise and rise until the waves carry me
Far from the only heart that's ever felt like home

I should shout
But the muffling silence of this eternal snow would leave my cries with no place to go
Instead, I'll remember every ember floating from the firelight
Watching each rise into a shiver before dying in the coming night

And I'll save my last breath to tell you what you've always known
Tell you what you've always known
And I'll save my last breath to tell you what you've always known
Tell you what you've always known

Hopelessly shuddering
Wondering if this helpless wandering is helpless at all
Or an intentional product of a prodigal problem
Perpetuating and proliferating the propaganda
That I am at peace when outside the presence of people and the unspeakable
Who currently resides inside an unraveling ribbon of grey light
Clinging to the faraway horizon

It's all paradoxical
The deceiving heat of this inhospitable terrain
Vast and violent and numbing every thought into a mistaken
Refrain from shouting the only name that

It's inexplicable
All these wandering advances into empty houses with my backward glances
Because even as I escape the presence I'll examine the growing landscape to see
Did the shepherd shun the ninety-nine for this one

I'm a walking contradict
Opposed to my own opposition
Departing from your presence only to delight in the discovery of it
Being sketched in every distance like
Son, you cannot escape the air in your own chest
So breathe, and let the repetition of that breath do best
To stir you into a love that will never loosen
Even as you let go
And you know I'll let go
You know I'll reshape your face into a white, silent specter
Into a vision of sorrow that'll spin me into a ghost of winter
Where every stun and splendor will rise with surrender
Before it stops in the searching
Low-sweeping cold of my barely beating heart

Wake me out of this shadow and slumber and into an ageless morning
Because I hear it distinctly
Insistent over the slow-speaking snow
Weary voices clamoring for the comfort of that terminal burrow

I would scream
But the muffling silence of this eternal snow would leave my cries with no place to go
Instead, I'll remember every ember floating from the firelight
Watching each rise into a shiver before dying in the coming night

And I'll save my last breath to tell you what you've always known
Tell you what you've always known
And I'll save my last breath to tell you what you've always known
Tell you what you've always known