Vex piosenki

From my place among the clouds Buried beneath centuries of stone I bore witness but saw nothing at all Wisps of smoke rise, nests of serpents fall Fountain of fertility, bless us with your grace Lecherous siren, spewing out your filth Forced into t...

Torrential storms and bouts of rain Steering us toward unwelcome terrain Fits of howling and flashes of light Coursing shivers through cascading night Towards the day when the spirit sinks away Heads were bowed and fists were clenched Somewhere o...

Suffocate in an oasis of dust The siren's song, wavering like a phantom gust Choking on shards of the frozen past False hope at the sight of the mirage An ethereal vision that shatters like glass The dream, no more than painful truth Dead branche...

Make my memory fade, you taunt me with these false images My past is forgotten, lost in the wind. Falling, falling, farther into the nothing, I lose my sight Within the reach of light I fall farther into the night Falling, falling, I die, look at the lost...

Sketching the lines around this blank canvass Stored somewhere in the distance of this empty chamber In dark skies painted, she spoke with agonized colors Through poisonous words invoked, a malevolent cadence of light Smiling next to you under a luci...

Hope is devoured, my soul is enraged grasping at the bars of my blood-stained cage searching for eternity numbered by the years lost only to be pierced by the years of the past Through eyes of wrath I see Through eyes of death I see Battle rages on a d...

Shoveling through the dirt, tearing through the tendons A bloodied hand surrender, I won't be here for long Disembodied dreams remember, lacerated heart so tender Somewhere we turned you wrong I've been walking alone for many miles Been traveling fo...

Lurch through the earth as I reach for the night With nary a breeze to nurture my mind Rivets of sweat soak the damning regrets In the tired pursuit of another sunset The dream of release, of a sullen retreat An astral projection over sun-roasted fi...

Withered hands scrape away the dirt Never rising very far from the mirth So speaks the weary poet Crouching silently by the shore Toiling thus a day closer to death A greater good than I've ever met So I shrink and forsake my purpose Like a rive...

Curse the day Lacerate the sense with excruciating rage Flood the range of sights anew with torrents of your shame Determined in our solace, we must face the barren night Chorus of Olympus, rise above these earthly lights Surging through my head as...