TITAN - Mothlike | Текст песни

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• TITAN
• Mothlike

Return to find home, unwelcome.
Taken. Betrayal.
Taken to the jails
of his former lord and confined
here in the summers heat.

This I can bear
solitude in this year
but as such time draws near
should I fear I’m to strike at the heart of it all?

This dishonour. I will see you soon my friend.
This blade in through my spine! Sever my soul from my voice!
My skull from my neck!
And as the bloor pours past my teeth - cut off my head!

And to rise - not like from ashes but still soft flesh
the soul is left / and a ghost is given its right to birth.
I will see you soon my friend
and over through the meadows repeats, repeats.
In a clearing, blossoming,
as said, two friends meet
as promises dictate.

Our lives we see things,
believing rain being fit to describe how we live
but through death I have found thoughts to bloom
and my life falls from the trees, in petals
to lay the earth in sheets.

In my wait I ignore rain as just life at the seed.
Feeding for the moment we meet.
It is for you the last year of my life exists.
It is for you these last moments persist.

As said, two friends were together
as a pink sky of soft flower petals
lit up above them towards dawn.

And when from west the sun meets the sky
his spirit would disappear from the earth forever.