In the earth where I belong The oak calls are getting strong To taste dirt of serenity Nor air nor light brings you to me And so we strive to hear swan's song The winds have blown us to the unknown The silence is unwelcoming Doubt the wind and sail dry numbing Oh moon I sing for you a painting of seed Sculpt the sound of your misery Shining bright the light of unconscious As we hide from the setting sun Growing wide this breating sea reminds me of how The old ways form the unknown Create waves that chant for morn Become eve of Venus born Welcome guilt of majesty Decompose the syphony And so we yeild by being born The dirt I've wed to take my form The silence is unwelcoming Doubt the wind and sail dry numbing Oh moon I sing for you a painting of seed Sculpt the sound of your misery Shining bright the light of unconscious As we hide from the setting sun Growing wide this breating sea reminds me of how The old ways form the unknown Shining bright the light of unconscious As we hide from the setting sun Growing wide this breating sea reminds me of how The old ways form the unknown Form the unknown Form the unknown The old ways The old waysTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
