Cauldron of Doubt by The Gatling Gun Revival Lyrics

We could lie beneath a house of sticks
And wait for it to fall
Put the blame upon the winter breeze
That chills us to the bone

Footsteps that always remind me
Of when we followed our inhibitions
A trail of crumbs towards our demise

Forgive us of everything we have done
Carbon frames and porcelain faces
We are both human after all

My own chivalry in battered armor mounted on a foal
Crumbling stairs and lofty prison cells are all you've ever known

As we make our way through the forest
Witches surround a cauldron of doubt
Casting their spells upon the weak
We can hold our breath and wait
For each and every star to fall
Like the shattered pieces of a crystal ball
Won't you let down your hair
When will I find you there
My banner is waving
High up above my head
The sound of the breeze is crashing
Right into my ears

With the blades of grass
Beneath our sandy feet
We settle down
While all the trees become our crown
Laughter echoes through the crooked walls we built

In a far away land
We'll flee the invisible hand
Where every step that we take
Will be our home

We could lie beneath a house of sticks and wait for it to fall
Put the blame upon the winter breeze that chills us to the bone