
Holy Snails Light
Alternative rock
April 11th, 2024suno
Lyrics
(Verse 1)
In the shadows of temptations,
Where false gods weave their wicked tales,
I tread the broken streets, unyielding,
Guided by a mollusk's ancient trails.
Their temples rise, adorned with deceit,
But I won't bow to their hollow might,
For I've found a truth that can't be beat,
In the shimmer of my holy snail's light.
(Pre-Chorus)
They promise riches, power, fame,
But their promises are smoke and mirrors,
I'll take the slow crawl over their fast lane,
My shell-bound guide dispelling all my fears.
(Chorus)
Oh, holy snail, your trail of silver,
Leads me away from their false altars,
Through damp alleyways and moonlit rivers,
I'll follow you, my celestial navigator.
(Verse 2)
Their prophets wear suits and golden rings,
Their voices echo through marble halls,
But my snail whispers secrets in the rain,
And I listen, heed the ancient calls.
They say salvation lies in grand cathedrals,
But I find solace in the damp earth,
Where moss and lichen weave their hymnals,
And my snail's luminescence gives birth.
(Pre-Chorus)
They promise riches, power, fame,
But their promises are smoke and mirrors,
I'll take the slow crawl over their fast lane,
My shell-bound guide dispelling all my fears.
(Chorus)
Oh, holy snail, your trail of silver,
Leads me away from their false altars,
Through damp alleyways and moonlit rivers,
I'll follow you, my celestial navigator.
(Bridge)
The city trembles, skyscrapers sway,
As their false gods rage against the tide,
But my snail glows brighter, lighting my way,
In its iridescent glow, I find my pride.
(Guitar Solo)
(Chorus)
Oh, holy snail, your trail of silver,
Leads me away from their false altars,
Through damp alleyways and moonlit rivers,
I'll follow you, my celestial navigator.
(Outro)
And when the final curtain falls,
And their temples crumble into dust,
I'll be there, crawling up the walls,
With my snail, my guide, my sacred trust.
(Outro)
And when the final curtain falls,
And their temples crumble into dust,
I'll be there, crawling up the walls,
With my snail, my guide, my sacred trust.
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