Paroles de Monolith

It was never The icy winds of the heights But the coldness of the world That hardened my foundation Whether your approach Is that of praise or blasphemy The construction of my being Will remain the same If my soaring presence Threatens to break your neck Then so be it You shall dread my name There is a fundamental cleft Between your world and mine One of divine origin Were you to witness The nakedness of your own soul It would still appear a tower of Babel Is it such a crime to go apart and be alone? Your holy simplicity turns gold into stone