Be'lakor Husks歌词

As I skulked past the gates And drew behind the stones The winding trees enveloped The cloak around my bones Peering through the night's mist I crept through the fen To try and find the totem In the grey warg's den The freezing forest guards The secr

Name the aspect of oblivion That instilled in you such dread In the moment that was waiting Where the causal chain had led Describe the pure finality Of that twisted, cold eruption And attempt to comprehend Unparalleled destruction Unclench your teet

Searching, the abstract colours reason But I persist to fail in the absence of faith Cycles bound by throes of attrition Oft united, yet surely more is lost in time Beyond fathom, billions firing Flashes burn and spew prostrate Wisped monads from cri

Through tainted mass A scourge unseen Brought three winters forth And set between After these hundreds of years The embers and fate will collide Her rotten heart has burst And shattered through dead wood When they drank from the earth, the end was ne

At beginning of light Where the energy gathered Grew a sentience that was the prime Laced with flickers of madness As these forces drove out into dark And the fires began to form Each holding a mind of its own From whence the star gods were born The

In the space of one night's darkness They have gathered, somehow drawn To where sand and water meet To the place where nature mourns An army of one thousand souls Moved not by force of law But by an end of which they dreamt Returns to wade once more

Countless times below me Rivers rose and fell Ageless stones eroding out Across the endless swell Songs to pave the seasons Wounds to follow birth Cries to carry through the night Wombs to feed the earth Countless skies above me Each unlike the next

I knew you some years before Deep in prayer under bough Futile sighs in vital skin Your flesh caressed by night Yet change came quickly A bruise in the air, it staggered within Sweet sickly rot Black wound infection King, slave, child Your fates are

Silent but distant, Real but not seen Here but not happening, Forever has been Into this absence, Two had but strayed Retracing in circles, They surrendered, dismayed Behind them, darkness Ahead, the unknown So they stood, uninvited ...But the roots