Frozen Leaves Songtext
von Obsidian Tongue
Frozen Leaves Songtext
Frozen leaves clustered in symmetry
′Round the King laying against his Funeral Tree
An ornate farewell to the supreme form of Self
Before the roots become hands
And take him in
Wisdom smiles
From his half closed eyes
In this realm
It is my only light
It has rained in this great hole left in me
Thorns of hate wrap around the tomb of the progeny
His final light shone a sequence of memories
Moments that mustn't be forgotten
The hiding of the whispering stones
And the verses to be sung for the dead
And I wept
Wept for the violence of prophecy
The loss of love and of memory
The decrepit village wrapped in fear
The goddesses that will disappear
As the Soulless call
"Crush them all!"
I run to the sacred place
The lake in the dream state
Looking for the stones
Before shadow legions know
The source of wisdom remains safe
Wept for the silence that would give way
To the sound of life wheels being swept away
Blood will wash all trace of sovereignty
What will this mortal war leave of me
Only weakness will remain now
The walls of spirit force
Suspending my pagan realm
Ripped down by shadow arms
Only weakness will remain
′Round the King laying against his Funeral Tree
An ornate farewell to the supreme form of Self
Before the roots become hands
And take him in
Wisdom smiles
From his half closed eyes
In this realm
It is my only light
It has rained in this great hole left in me
Thorns of hate wrap around the tomb of the progeny
His final light shone a sequence of memories
Moments that mustn't be forgotten
The hiding of the whispering stones
And the verses to be sung for the dead
And I wept
Wept for the violence of prophecy
The loss of love and of memory
The decrepit village wrapped in fear
The goddesses that will disappear
As the Soulless call
"Crush them all!"
I run to the sacred place
The lake in the dream state
Looking for the stones
Before shadow legions know
The source of wisdom remains safe
Wept for the silence that would give way
To the sound of life wheels being swept away
Blood will wash all trace of sovereignty
What will this mortal war leave of me
Only weakness will remain now
The walls of spirit force
Suspending my pagan realm
Ripped down by shadow arms
Only weakness will remain
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