I've arrived city of lucid dreams Before me a building Looms caked in inky grime
The act unknown Actor in sleep Here I enter, and here I see The circle and bones made in haste
Winds to anoint the faithful
Amorphous specter turns From old to new Rests in faith beside me We wait for the quiet fire To be born and there it is Embodied by a boy His voice small and grey Whispers smoke to the chosen
Upon our heads he places crowns Sewn with hiss and higher tones
The boy presses whispers into her And they bathe in valley's pale rainTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
