[Intro]
The wind closed eyes
In lies the tribe's iron hand
[Verse 1]
Gripping color
Dripping salted water
Without the Sun
We merge our paths
Thy picture birthed only in blight
The horns formed in matching peril
The River carries victims of my lasting betrayal
A ritual forced upon me
Hymns carried
Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness
Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl еmerging from the opposite dirеction?
[Breakdown]
Where could the remnants of the shattered aether be scattered
Is my blood tied to these wilted scriptures?
[Bridge]
There screams no sound louder than nothingness
There screams no sound louder than nothingness
[Chorus]
The wind closed eyes
In lies the tribe's iron hand
Gripping color
Dripping salted water
Without the Sun
We merge our paths
Thy picture birthed only in blight
The horns formed in matching peril
The river carries victims of my lasting betrayal
A ritual forced upon me
Hymns carried
Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness
Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl emerging from thee?
The wind closed eyes
In lies the tribe's iron hand
[Verse 1]
Gripping color
Dripping salted water
Without the Sun
We merge our paths
Thy picture birthed only in blight
The horns formed in matching peril
The River carries victims of my lasting betrayal
A ritual forced upon me
Hymns carried
Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness
Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl еmerging from the opposite dirеction?
[Breakdown]
Where could the remnants of the shattered aether be scattered
Is my blood tied to these wilted scriptures?
[Bridge]
There screams no sound louder than nothingness
There screams no sound louder than nothingness
[Chorus]
The wind closed eyes
In lies the tribe's iron hand
Gripping color
Dripping salted water
Without the Sun
We merge our paths
Thy picture birthed only in blight
The horns formed in matching peril
The river carries victims of my lasting betrayal
A ritual forced upon me
Hymns carried
Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness
Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl emerging from thee?
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