Hand of the Imposter
Album: Skyless Land
By: Ezekiel
By: Ezekiel
Duration
8:33
Genres
Description
This song is a lengthy progressive piece. It's part of the "Skyless Land" album, which tells the story of a man named Pharis who's part of a medieval society. This society thrives on the belief that innocent blood cleanses guilt. So, the members of the society that are deemed innocent by the authorities (the "authorities" being a dictator) are killed regularily. Carrying out these killings was Pharis' task, which he's abandoned.
Lyrics
Pontius: I take my sword, Pontius: Slayer of Pharis, Pontius: I will be redeemed, Pontius: I take my sword, Pontius: Slayer of Pharis, I’ll follow to the ends of the Earth, The black sword of justice in my hands, The clsoest thing to an angel in these lands, I will ride for death and life, And for the better outcome: Death to Pharis, life to the saviors, Life to the killers, Oh I grew up a young boy, ‘Cause a heathen was slain, I will honour those who slew, I wil find redemption, I will pay back my masters, Pharis look behind you, I am riding ‘hind you, I know you can, Give me battle, It’s battle that, I seek in you, I will be redeemed, And you’ll be my heathen, You will pay the price, For the life you’ve lived, A time rebellion is enough, To taint your soul, Pharis your rebellion in nigh, Don’t turn back before I slit your throat, I knew when I left the city, That death would follow me wherever I went, But I also knew I’d follow you, To my death any day, I know out there ‘cause you followed my words, You listened to me, I’ll find you now that I know you’ve left, All hope behind, I can’t really be bad for you any more can I, Maybe we’ll find something, a new fabric to life, Different then that is echoed in the empty skies, Above us both, maybe we’ll be free, The open skies I left the city for, Are so empty, but maybe there’s, More for us, then their mockery, Saying I left for nothing, You are out there somewhere, At least that’s true, Boldly, we claim our madness, And leave our mad kin behind, And now we’re free to be exposed, To the mocking skies, But maybe, We can cling to our boldness, Maybe pain that’s faced, Is worth something more, maybe boldness will draw us together, Somewhere under the skies, But how much pain will it take to break, The darkest sword, Is coming, Darkest sword, I am alone, but for you, and the promise of what lies ahead
