Paths piosenki

The cogs of a rusted machine are turning Wheels of flesh bring coal to the furnace Incinerating the slaves Concrete pillars hold up the sky Ashen tongues scream with fright What was once a kingdom of gods Is now a kingdom of the deaf and dumb Holy men’s voice...

Beyond the Timberline Hear the blizzard approaching Cresting the peaks The sun has gone below Winter ascends the throne To be taken by this white wall Death falls upon the land Nothing dares to move All must slumber until Spring's rising moon At my...

Blood Grail Your mouth sanguine pouring Into mine to taste the wine Holy sepulcher of unknown lives Wash them away with the grail Eyes red with fire Burning and shining, my thoughts The sun turns crimson Whitewashed with rain This is where death be...

Let’s make a fire on the beach Of dead wood and rotting gulls We’ll make arrowheads of broken shells And slay the god of the sea Open his veins and watch the tides rise Water consumes the skies Bringing the sky god to Earth Let's dance on the graves of our anc...

Withering fingers on sunken faces Silent voices don't cry Brothers entwined in vines of grey smoke Give me an idea that won't turn to dust Rocks falling on wooden skulls The stars are burning bright tonight Crumbling structures and burning bodies light the way...

Oakenheart On blooded shore I stand alone Broken helm And shattered sword From throned limbs Hang the battle dead Ascending Under the burning sun Spear in hand Battle storm Wounded wolf Smelling the blood of sheep A broken oar Upon the shore...

Rune Red Take up the bow and loose the arrow to pierce the sky Unfolding serpent at waves end sees the shaft fly Clouds part and cometh the wind Blowing a grey mist over the icy shore I paint the runes in blood Frozen leviathans lumber a tumultuous ro...

Memories of things that never happened Brought on by the sea I sank to the bottom while walking on floating roads These bones are made of oceans I saw you burning blue As red streaked across my eyes You ate flower petals soaked in poison wine You looked at the...

Flickering candle's flame lights broken antlers in the corner A glance out the window at the fading light A tree lit blue and gold in twilight An hour of remembrance and abstraction Nostalgia is always blind As are those who worship They are crucified in the e...

The Noose Bearer You are at the root of all Blood-soaked branches from which to hang my soul All seer, I am thy spear Cast me unto thine enemies Take from me mine eyes So that I may see beyond these crooked limbs Bark replace my skin Sprouting roots...

Winter's Last Fire From the bog I pull a bone Flowers entwined, green roots its tomb Felled giants and splintered limbs lie all around This fire burnt out long ago Ash overgrown with moss The circle lies dormant A raven call from deep in the woods E...