The Prince Of The Power Of The Air

Neal Morse · Testimony [2003]

With one hand retreating

Like one that would

Drink to forget

I sunk to the depths of the

Deepest black forest of death

I was under the fatherly care

Of the prince of the

Power of the air



The prince of the

Power of the air

Was calling me back out there

The prince of the

Power of the air

Was taking me anywhere



It's the way of the movement

That flies in the face of the son

Live what you feel and watch

Out for what you might become

It can seem

Like you're doing just fine

But the creep's creepin'

Into your mind



The prince of the

Power of the air

Was calling me

Back out there

The prince of the

Power of the air

Was taking me

Anywhere



The prince of the

Power of the air

Can bring you

Down anywhere

The prince of the

Power of the air

Can break you

Down anywhere