Hunger - and the world is reduced Reduced to the surface of her skin Like a spray of broken glass His bones began to fill with words
Like a monolith once lost As our ash crown the barren mountains
As if mercy were a skin of water We fall into a prior dream The number of the grains of sand Exiled from the memory of men
The strategies of war - through a universe of grief Ad the city of mirrors - wiped out by the wind
Through the impenetrable haze Through shapeless fog Scattered through these desolate plains White shine the bones: Eater of gods
As if mercy were a skin of water We fall into a prior dream The number of the grains of sand Exiled from the memory of men
And as the smoke shifts in black Only ashes remain And as the smoke shifts in black Eater of gods Eater of godsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
