White Willow - The Reach Тексты

Ring around the rosies
A pocket full of posies
Ashes, ashes
We all fall down

Towers tall
Stand before me
As i leave the hall
To heed this call

Hight above
Roses climb
As eveningis hours die
A distant cry

I must leave
All behind
Shed all those ties that bind
My tethered mind

Darkened light
I must take care
Never shine to bright
Stay out of sight

Once, on a windswept shore
I stood alone
Sensed that far cry
Across the reach

Tool the bell
For this sad world
Was my prison cell
A pleasant hell

End this pain
End my time
In this blind god's domain
Of brutal claim

Fragrant night
Give me shelter
From these stars too bright
And hide my flight