Текст песни For Mere Remains

Twisted souls grow in the blackened breeze On a quest for sin and despair immortal disease As you bring the sour fruit to your lips Hope the cure will be simple and not so sick Seeds of old Flow through your dream Different paths Of life we weave Children of the future lift your heavy heads Prepare for darkness unblessed death Eagerly you expect your daily bread To be betrayed yeah, falsely led Seeds of old Flow through your dream Different paths Of life we weave Sail on phantom tides To the edge of the earths winds Your self assurance on what you depend Your mere remains is the thing you defend Twisted souls in the blackened breeze On a quest for sin and despair immortal disease As you bring the sour fruit to your lips Hope the cure will be simple and not so sick Seeds of old Flow through your dream Different paths Of life we weave