Neurosis > Times of Grace
Under the Surface
Lyrics
behind a burning red fog
the great mind swims in confusion
its blood ferments in anger
honor and wisdom will cower
your river's flow is damned all to hell
drifting in a current to stagnate
encircle the vision of rust
your river's flow is damned all to hell
strong hearts soar through blindness
tearing the fog, tearing the eyes to clarity
to a place where truth is seen
your shell is hollow, so am i
the rest will follow, so will i