The way the trees mourn the loss of their leaves, we mourn for the old forgotten ways. Polluted by the bullshit of modern day, we have lost the truth. We have lost our minds.
I mourn for the mother who lost her child, as the gods mourn our absence.
We need to feel the earth, and find our roots. Remind us of who we are. Divine, strong, one with nature.
Our roots go down a million years, a million souls. Your heart is too cold, to feel your true soul.
Look inside yourself and you will start to feel whole.
From the gods to nature. From runes to seasons. We lost touch, we became weak.
Without mother earth, we would have no life. We are the moon, the sun, the leaves, the snow.
I mourn for those who do not know.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.