Out of the Mountain

I came out of the mountain

My hands were on fire

My cradle the ocean bottom,

My home became the skyI wasn't born a father,

I never knew my son

I was born down in the fire,

In the storm and the floodI set fire to the earth,

And I've come to watch it grow,

I walk the world with a black coal heart,

And I'm here to make the cold wind blowI rose up from the desert,

I walked across the sand

Set the earth on fire,

With the back of my handsI rode the wind with voices

A black and evil tongue,

Sees a guilty man set free,

And an innocent one hungI set fire to the earth

And I've come to watch it grow

I walk the world with a black coal heartAnd I'm here to make the cold wind growAnd no one makes it rain,

The way you make it rain

So I can, I will keep the rain

I will keep the rainI fell out of the mountain,

My hands were broken still

These words my testament,

These words my final willI wasn't born a father

But now I know my son

And this is what he told me

While he held a smoking gunI set fire to the earth

And I've come to watch it grow

I walk the world with a black coal heart

And I'm here to make the cold wind blowI walk the world with a black coal heart

and I'm here to make the cold wind blow [x3]