Harvest Spine 가사

I am the logical master I am the thousand winds that blow Not aware of the chain reaction The diamond that glints on the coming snow A seasonal triumph, sacrificial hearts It is in your judgement but still too far A pack of your demons in circled flight Are eating me up, I'm befriending the night Set to incite Condemned by the voices in your chest Permission to burn the rest A winter inside your soul Protector of sulphur and gold Reaching harbours where the flickering light never dies Fields lie open as you fall Tend to overlook the sky that's weighing you down Lost in sleep, slothfulness, riddled by death, empty inside Harvest spine I am the 'I' in illusion What you see is the pain that you feel inside A man of seclusion Forever to bleed when I hide Abandoning spirits and offsprings Sinners and scapegoats, grains of sand Preparing your offerings As poison now runs from the palm of your hands From your hands Condemned by the voices in your chest Permission to burn the rest A winter inside your soul Protector of sulphur and gold Reaching harbours where the flickering light never dies Fields lie open as you fall Tend to overlook the sky that's weighing you down Lost in sleep, slothfulness, riddled by death, empty inside Harvest spine