Testo di Amalgamation

Blue burning orange Vespertine, my eyes drown in the evening glow Swallow shooting stars like a sacrament And burning leaves just like some ancient prayer From autumns swollen tapestry A quilt so faded and torn to threads I struck a match just to light my way And burned my fingers instead Now the forest is gone The ashes fall like snow When winter sank in the soil The garden just wouldn't grow Now the forest is gone The ashes fall like snow We tie our tourniquets tight Our bitter blood stops to flow We built the funeral pyre The ashes fall like snow We held a seance inside ourselves