Our Hollow Bones
Style Tags: Americana, gospel hymn, Hope County Choir style, Southern Gothic, apocalyptic folk, dark country, bluegrass elements, choral, anthemic, Far Cry 5 soundtrack, beautiful but unsettling, spiritual, zealous, slow burn, epic crescendo Instrumentation Tags: Acoustic guitar lead, mournful fiddle, subtle banjo picking, upright bass, Hammond organ swells, floor tom, tambourine, haunting lap steel guitar, crescendo with heavy distorted electric guitar in bridge Vocal Tags: Haunting female lead vocal (ethereal, slightly strained, like Faith Seed's region), powerful male and female choir harmonies, call and response vocals, passionate choir, swelling to a fervent crescendo, gospel choir
Our Hollow Bones
Style Tags: Americana, gospel hymn, Hope County Choir style, Southern Gothic, apocalyptic folk, dark country, bluegrass elements, choral, anthemic, Far Cry 5 soundtrack, beautiful but unsettling, spiritual, zealous, slow burn, epic crescendo Instrumentation Tags: Acoustic guitar lead, mournful fiddle, subtle banjo picking, upright bass, Hammond organ swells, floor tom, tambourine, haunting lap steel guitar, crescendo with heavy distorted electric guitar in bridge Vocal Tags: Haunting female lead vocal (ethereal, slightly strained, like Faith Seed's region), powerful male and female choir harmonies, call and response vocals, passionate choir, swelling to a fervent crescendo, gospel choir
Lyrics
Verse 1
The fields lie fallow, rust on the gears
They sold our future to pay for their fears
The screens all whisper poison in a honeyed voice
They give you everything, but they steal your choice
A brother's flag flies against his brother's own
The bankers built their towers on our hollow bones
Chorus
Oh, the world has left us empty, with a sorrow deep inside
But the Father sees our suffering, He has nowhere left to hide
He will find us in the darkness, He will fill our hollow bones
And with His voice inside us, we will never be alone
Verse 2
We saw the rider's crown of lies upon a horse of white
He promised peace to everyone but only brought the night
We saw the brother's bloody sword that set the world aflame
And heard the scales that measure hunger whisper out our name
We felt the fever's pallid breath, a shadow on the land
And knew the final seal was breaking in God's righteous hand
Chorus
Oh, the storm is coming for them, for the prideful and the weak
And the Father's voice is rising, it's the only truth we seek
We will listen in the darkness, let Him fill our hollow bones
For in His word is shelter, He will not forsake His own
Bridge
They call it hate, we call it grace
To guard the gate of this sacred place
They call it madness, we call it faith
To stand against the coming wraith
This garden must be guarded, every seed and every stone
So raise the iron harvest that our loving God has sown
Chorus
Oh, the reaping has begun now, for the wicked and the vain
And the Father's fire is burning, to purify the pain
We will be His righteous judgment, we will reap with hollow bones
And the world will hear our silence when we claim it for our own
Outro
We will reap with hollow bones...
We will reap with hollow bones...
We will claim it for our own...