Woven Hand - Behind Your Breath Lyrics

Verse 1
Up, up and behind your breath
Up, up, up
Up, up and behind
He up, up and behind your breath

Verse 2
His face takes its place behind what's left
You wait for it but It will not come
These things are hidden in the rest of the son
Flatter yourself not

Verse 3
All your noise come to naught
Endless ending, endless collection of plagues
Brought down on the median ground
Up, up and behind your breath

Verse 4
Up, up, up
Scorch the earth, scorch the earth
Ruined lives entire
Of all the architects grand this ones the liar

Verse 5
But my king, my king shows his hands
Up, up and behind your breath
Up, up, up
Up, up and behind your breath
Up, up, up

Verse 6
A golden rod to measure the city
The city, it's gates, its walls
Every breath here a call to prayer
And we as, we as children there

[Thanks to ltcbusbuddy for adding these lyrics]