Silent Shores şarkı sözleri

The fermentation is soaking into the cells It is transfiguring that the girl is fighting for us The prayer of drowing is a burning daffodil Its mass is the loneliness that is surging in the blood Ancient rupture in the unbearable deed I light vault clouding over us Only i feel what both means, If mud-mossy saliva, torn plait of hair Thus it grows into the far-gone lige The landscape lives on torn tufts of grass Cold wind blows, on the silent shores A lost king, my legislator Is awakening