Paroles de The Falling Veil

Running through the fields Down the ones you think you need Throwing off the chains, cursing years in vain Living in a myth, the boundaries of which lie in decay The body seeks to convalesce The earth we deem it's own redress Residuum amongst the stars Fortuned sons of fractal eyes Lay down the tools of war and gold To die and metamorphosize As we walk the path it fades Disengage and ties become unwound Don't resist the grain, set fire the ground