As her cold breath is stealing the hours | Whisper corrosion and rust | Hunger obscuring the heart | Hunger consuming our eyes | As her cold hands are stealing the light | Shattering clay into dust | Silencing mercy with violence.
They were told to believe in you | Wearing crowns made of bones and deceiving through | Storefront prophets and wake of martyrs | Tears of their daughters.
In hollow veins (ring the echoes of what you gave) | December came (and brought with her the wind and rain) | Shallow refrain (like the promise that never came) | In the wake of martyrs.
And the angels that fly over me | Choke on the cold as they breathe | Leaving us seasons of woe | Innocents falling like snow | Like the spires that fall from the sky | Choke on their vengeance and pride | Sorrow in waves | Scattered like branches, scattered like graves.
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In the dissonance of our lives and our times | The figureheads are serpents | And the idols inside us have become our gods | Now the eyes of the Earth are bloodshot and worn | Seeking the path of righteousness is to seek what is Beyond.
[chorus]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
