Paroles de Reverence

We should have shown reverence While hanging our heads in shame Our fortress casts its shadow across the barren land All light is drowning in its blackness Nothing prevails, but darkness Crippled cranes ascend into the burning firmament Dying stars sink into the poisoned marsh The wounded stag runs for the fallen woods And the scars of the land bleed black blood Onto my hands All attempts to plant seeds are in vain The seedlings wont come up in dead soil There is nothing left for me This whole world is my sepulchre