Текст песни Crooked Rivers

Crooked rivers Slowly flowing downward Syntax its synergy A spell that we are under The trees and the leaves and the creek is what you seek Shadow of your soul Conquer the master mold Underground streams of water That work into the fold A power on its own working to make its place It's raw energy Which seeks out any entity Travel to the core And overrides it totally Fused in liquid lead with no crosses for the dead The possessed Ghasty sermons awaken the dead Misery and violins are all that's in the end Paint yourself the picture so it will make its place