Higher Ground – AmorphisBy I climb to the higher groundto see what’s behind the sunstep on the hands made out of claythe hands of stained mortalsall there is and all you’ll havebless the one who cannot crythere is no nightthere is no sunlightuntil you refuse to dieI’d let you sleep nowbut I don’t know howI’d let you grieve nowbut I don’t know howI chant the songs of madnessto be the chosen onestill all these bleeding woundscannot be cured by sadnessall there is and all you’ll havebless the one who cannot crythere is no nightthere is no sunlightuntil you refuse to dieI’d let you sleep nowbut I don’t know howI’d let you grieve nowbut I don’t know how www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20