The color drained from life A crushing hopeless mist I'm standing at the edge of the abyss
Possessor of ancient might Knower of the ancient light You've given but not received A rope and a branch are all I need Possessor of ancient might Knower of the ancient light You've given but not received Will you bestow these gifts on me
As I climb closer toward My sweet untimely end My thoughts, they wander as I ascend My future is written in blood
As I turn my gaze to the stars One last look at the world I loved
Perched upon the brink with the noose around my neck I've made my choice, I won't look back And yet I'm somehow called to wait Perched upon the brink with the rope around my neck But a force unseen commands look back I see what I have left to give
As I climb closer toward My sweet untimely end My thoughts, they wander as I ascend What the future holds for me
As I turn my gaze to the sky One last look at the world I love And I break from the embrace of the oak
Possessor of ancient might Knower of the ancient light You've given but not received Why would you bestow these gifts on me Possessor of ancient might You've looked to the ancient skies Instilling a hope in meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
