Testo di Mourned

Deserts of silence are viscous Efforts and breathes Will be forever here - Beyond the rote bones, Sanked in swamps Asleep in damned marches Now only gnarled branches Where proud banners once were… Forgotten but not desecrated In dormant dream Mourned by birds And twilight wind… Once full of life in Cold stillness now. Once sharp, blades was rusted, Untiring anger in oblivion now. Someone is cursed by eternal light Someone is cursed by unending cry On dark paths of past… Cursed by hopelessness.