A wilting garden in the mind
Starves itself to feel alive

With ceasing so close, the line begins to blur
Though we tread so near we still find ourselves unsure
A cleanliness that transcends all words, all thoughts, all will
Submerged in sacred aether and kindly immolated in the tranquil

Under starlight
Together we share
Congruent lines
Yet we're unaware

Amid mortal
Shackles it's by right
That we pass
Into the uncharted night

Into stone we carve great praise of the peace of which we sing
Unparalleled in the purity; the silence death can bring

Trying to die again
Dying to live again

Drawing near to darkened frontiers
We will not remain
Still our paths stand unclear
We will not remain

Bestowed to us upon our extinction
A stillness uttered in the tongue of oblivion

Trying to die again
Dying to live again

With ceasing so close, the line begins to blur
Though we tread so near we still find ourselves unsure
A cleanliness that transcends all words, all thoughts, all will
Submerged in sacred aether and kindly immolated in the tranquil

Drawing near to darkened frontiers
We will not remain
Still our paths stand unclear
We will not remain

---

Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.