Malice guides the blind, shepherding the fall of all we build and all we leave behind what rests in hand is surely cast away to blight the heatth and pave an ashen road below the moutains
Refuse upon ruins, our thoughts become debris these paths we write have twisted into knots choking out the growth and scortching out the roots the soot and smoke shall veil ascending trails above our world
Stone, flesh and wood are bound together with fire to cleave their form and shape their nature changed by the water flowing downstream from glacial heights to whom we labor
Nothing comes to pass as it was, nor how it's dreamed to be yet still we climb through the blackened veil that wreath the mountainslopes and cloaks forgotten graves whose unknowing hope and striving lie in wait
No comfort is found in the heights we reach in ascension, past our pain and from the ruthless crest the vastness fills our eyes as callous as the past, as empty as the skies chaos churns, rising with the wind horizons are laid bare from peaks forlorn we descend again as the glow of distant flames breach the dawnTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
