Isolate every waking day
Hiding from self while loathing grows
And I saw seeds of destiny
The crumbling of what's been known
Only by the grace, we see active mistakes
And exist in their wake
Moving on dictates
We grasp the wounded face
Of our own faint embrace
The truth of renaming our struggle
Seething in secret
The mirror of the ugly cowards
Taking the moment now
Tying us to the ground
Watching them hammer the nails
I'm bringing them bile
I'm clearing desires
Coins on their eyes
I'm clipping the flowers
Of spiritless leaders
Oh, they tremble in towers
Lonely people with power
Devoured by God
The act of all these staggered obstacles dismantled
The light of a new dawn prayer coming true
Psychic struggle disappearing
Everybody screaming
Everybody screaming
"No this cannot be"
Wash the blood from my feet
The hosts of Heaven melting trumpets now
Find them, bring them
Cut them down
Find them, bring them
Cut them down
Take what they love (Find them, bring them)
Burn it in fire (Cut them down)
Take what they love (Find them, bring them)
Burn it in fire (Cut them down)
Everybody's praying
To not have it be them
To ascend, to evade
What else could come?
Everybody's praying
To not have it be them
To ascend, to evade
What else could come?
It was me, it was you
Converging in toto
Desperate to be left alone
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lyrics for Revelator, the 8th song of the 12 recorded for the album Lonely people with power, with a total running time of 62:08, by Deafheaven. It was released on March 28, 2025 via Roadrunner Records, and produced by Justin Meldal-Johnsen.
