Paroles de Sonance Inumerate

Spirit and fire Now Caul and Costa Subject to time's process Where once we were not Instruments of providence Dulled, out of tune Warped by the word Behold! Your heaven Dripping with blood The promise of a brighter sky Now gone... Dwelling in eternal grace Locked in battle divine Vestment skin woven to dust Seeping blood once wine Breathless beats of ragged wings Usher us to mortal spoil