A New Atonement کے بول

A crawlspace of dreams and haunts Somnambulescence halts Imprints of light and dark, we walk on. Walk on Faultlines that crack the heart A mimicry of life and art We meditate the state of our form and walk on When the four winds stall When the sirens call When the sky breaks open, what there may fall? Here rise a judgment song Base ruminations stalk Voices to rhyme and talk Mete out a justice broke of our rock, our hearth Fallen to knee they beg Swept of a faulty leg Jaundiced, corroded necks on a block, now chopped When the four winds stall When the sirens call When the sky breaks open, what there may fall? Our insurrection song With Universal law Adrift in myths of vengeance Another kind of midnight Blackens our skies When the four winds stall When the sirens call When the sky breaks open, what there may fall? When the heavens ring And the celestials sing When the sky breaks open, what there may fall? Our retribution song