The Atlas Moth Perpetual Generations Lyrics

I sing that sacred harmony
That makes our minds align in the old way
I sing that sacred harmony
To know what its like to finally be free
Praise for the wicked and a curse for the earth
Heroes die
Diseased we wait on the altars of ash
Rats will devour the sky
Home is a lie
Home feels like a lie
Straight from holes in the earth
Take me to the place where the stars arent dying
Home feels like a lie