Letra de In Rites Of Passage

The room fell still, submerged by time The chatter drowned in liquid hours If ever words were obsolete The vibrant air would speak There is conduct Like honour among thieves There is grace Within the fearful eyes of those who seek And we know We know so well the endgame of our presence Instinctively we throw ourselves Into these rites of passage The paths to where we might belong Are riddles in a long forgotten tongue And these sentiments we share Unspoken violence suspended in the air This is how our eyes could never meet Strangers by a monument of hope In silent hours, you have known my name But none of us could ever be the same I could cut you open with a word Let your blood run down into the soil If only for a moment to be free Complete with me In rites of passage