Testo di The Wake

Tragedy has spoken The wolves all gather around With sharpen teeth and a guilty yellow stare They wish me on my way So cold inside this shell Give me to the earth The dreams that i deserted The passion i would not release The path i left untreaded The mask that i refused to wear Existance left unnoticed Desire in my bones so dry And silence in the virtue All so quiet - all so still I can feel them watching Feel the seconds die Can hear them laughing from above They wish me on my way