I am dust and ash Carrying the pallor of despair Lesser light, a tainted reflection of glory I am not what I was made to be And my words have sent sons and daughters to the grave Hearts left to warm the earth in silent ruin My own strength will fall to nothing
Old sorrow will soon find me here again But it's sullen thrum will not fracture this shell The resonance of grief echoes not through these walls For in this place of stillness, bitterness is yet turned to the sweetest honey And scars are turned to gold
Beauty is found in failure Bitter is turned to sweet Scars are turned to gold All is made newTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
