كلمات The Coachman

Back when I was young in the storm lands He came to take my brothers With no strength or voice I crumbled in fear, and he harvested my grief Painted black as dread, caked in maiden’s blood Burl and bone and rot; a sanitarium Illumination – tempted by the charms of night Indoctrination of the feeble mind Tainter of mind foundation, painter of shattered shores And in the shades of nightfall, riding swift, he steers to your call Step into the coach and find your broken oaths are inside By sleight of hand and wake of fate Speak his name, he’ll be your guide Wading in the mire, cloak soaked through your skin Breathe in petrichor, you leprous harlequin Stellar floodlight conquers cosmic space Satiate their gaze with just a taste And in the shades of nightfall Riding swift, he steers to your call Step into the coach and find Your broken oaths are inside By sleight of hand and wake of fate Speak his name, he’ll be your guide Reaving fields of hollow bones He sows the seeds of thought contagion Tainter of mind foundation Painter of shattered shores And in the shades of nightfall Riding swift, he steers to your call Step into the coach and find Your broken oaths are inside By sleight of hand and wake of fate Speak his name, he’ll be your guide Step into the coach and find Your wasted life is inside