The Last Living Mountain

Armageddon's easy if you want it Just have to reach out and grab it Are you immune to the wreckage Or does the damage define Light your path with burning bridges Warm your hands over smoldering ash Can't see past the blast radius Dead center of a smoking crater A sullen sneer Your battlecry Joyous cynic on The last of your psychic lines In a rush to civilize Forgot where you're from Only lantern you hold Is the need to affirm Chase the snows of Kilimanjaro To kill your loneliness Washed out of the ministry So you go and hide in the choir Entertaining the troops With the sounds of enemy guns Echoing off the walls if your home Built on the last living mountain A sullen sneer Your battlecry Joyous cynic on The last of your psychic lines Summon the strength Grant me relief You think refusal Is a strategy No one gets out alive Survive out of spite