Sing for me.. To lift above in all these fallen walls, And bleed for me In the deepest release. Travelling through honour Travelling through strength Voyage floating centuries keeps the key for wisdom Feelings for the lost winds Winds which howl reverse Remote, the fields of oddities odours
But we will still appear in coats of mail, And still obliterate these old origins, While dreaming, a thousand choirs spell their hail Towards faithfulness, become one with thee weapons. Sword and soul
