Cult Of Luna - Leave Me Here

Out of a secret longing They know their way from here Out of a growing dream They follow the road we create I see what I've cut behind me Lost on the bottom you often found me there False conscience is beyond me Lost in the backwoods I lie open to you here Just leave me here These men are running hard But you keep down your voices Living only to judge heavy All mysteries aside there was a truth outside Leave me here and I'm born again Leave me here in this void again Now I am open left for dead Just like salvation comes in the end