Out of the Mountain

I came out of the mountain
My hands were on fire
My cradle the ocean bottom
My home became the sky
I wasn’t born a father
I never knew my son
I was born down in the fire
In the storm and the flood
I 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 blow
I rose up from the desert
I walked across the sand
Set the earth on fire
With the back of my hands
I rode the wind with voices
A black and evil tongue
Sees a guilty man set free
And an innocent one hung
I 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 grow
And no one makes it rain
The way you make it rain
So I can, I will keep the rain
I will keep the rain
I fell out of the mountain
My hands were broken still
These words my testament
These words my final will
I wasn’t born a father
But now I know my son
And this is what he told me
While he held a smoking gun
I 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 blow
I walk the world with a black coal heart
And I’m here to make the cold wind blow