Sleeping eyes - open look beyond reality's pale dream may you find what has always been your strength - the fire which negates fear
Soar high, soar, raven clad in black, messenger of growth plant the seeds of doubt into this soul your beak is now a sword which rips the sky to bring life
Pour out as cold black rain soak down the earth's white womb cry me out - pure and grey I've returned reaching for your hand amid the thickest fog the glowing sky is merely but a dream unless we pay respect to our innermost griefTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.