Gods above, beneath behind
And we'll walk the path of fire,
with trees and night above
Mounting silence,
and my thoughts fall like tears
Forever and ever, falling with you
My pilgrim thoughts no longer dance
and the air awaits my bloody god of pain
The Fall of NakkielGods above, beneath behind And we'll walk the path of fire, with trees and night above Mounting silence, and my thoughts fall like tears Forever and ever, falling with you My pilgrim thoughts no longer dance and the air awaits my bloody god of pain |