Golden Age ft. Matt Hopper Lyrics

In the golden age of ill begotten victory

The hands that bind the wound

Take the blame

I seek a willow wand-ed great wide empty

To pass the days unknown and unnamed

The godless same as the pious pray

Oh my God I don't understand, and does it matter in the end

Can I speak enough to forgo the standing

For the truth I proclaim yet fail to live

Is there grace in the depths

Of my depravity

As i condemn the ones that love Itself forgives

The godless same as the pious pray

Oh my God, don't stay my hand

Darkness hides it does not justify

In light of this truth i closed my eyes

To find the writing on the wall on my mind

In this golden age who I am is lost in

All that I can choose to become

But it's the limits of love that keeps me grounded

Oh my God what have I done?

Stranded in my shadow in the Son