Terror In The Canyons (The Wounded Master)

I could be the tiger, I could be the snake

I could be the fire, I could be the lake

I could be the sky bird, waiting on the wind

I could be the devil waiting to begin

See I was the wounded master and I was the slave

My hands in my mouths are hungry was caught in the rain

And I was the holy lion and I was the cage

And I was the leading actor and I was the stage

Now you're telling me my heart's safe

And I'm telling you I know

You're telling me lean in and I'm telling you to go

Not so sorry for the heartbreak but for each season left unblessed

A new terror in the canyon, a new tear in our chest

And I could be the terror and or I could be the place

I could be forever or just a couple days

I could be the morning that breaks upon your skin

I could be the devil and do it all again

See I was the wounded master and I was the slave

My hands in my mouths are hungry was caught in the rain

See I was the holy lion and I was the cage

And I was the leading actor and I was the stage

Oh but now you're telling me my heart's sick

And I'm telling you I know

And you're telling me you're leaving

And I'm telling you to go

And I'm not so sorry for the heart-wreck

But for each season left unblessed

The new terror in the canyons

The new terror in our chests

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