The silent statue stands Solid, crumbling Visage stoic, distorted by time
Dry roots and grey trunk The tree upright Shows no sign of growth
Solitary, in a field Left to sink to surface Cracked wood, also grey A barn, forlorn Tended by no man Abandoned by all Given unto the sky
In this I see death Remarkable In silent repose Sickened by reality A severed head A broken body Dismembered spirit Ravaged and left for consumers of carrion A sweet sickness The smell of dried blood
The kiss of remembrance In darkness, despair The silent transition Into depths of grey darkness
I embrace the changing As autumn gives way to winter And ice surrenders to thaw As dusk gives way to nightfall As the mists become the fog A mountain falls to the sea I embrace the changing The fall to arcane shadeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
