Irae

Bent on knees
Rising dust draws the wind lines
Song of leaves
Swallows' tails summon grey herd
Scent of breach
Resonate with the stale ground
Shapes of trees
Hide the light, somber woods shroud

(Fate drags, will dares, head fears, heart craves)
(Soul prays, faith waits, mind burns, flesh holds)

Healers and weavers
Can’t hear my pain
It marked me with
The curse of rage

Dawning flames breathe on
A warmless, remorseless Sun
Long yearned bliss falls
Embers enfever the ground

And here comes the end of
The veils of what is known
And here comes the end of
The roads as have been drawn
And hear what is singing
The wind that chills your bones
And here comes the end of
What's written on the stone

Heal me now
While I still have tears

(Head fears, heart craves, flesh holds, soul prays)

Old long yearned bliss falls
Embers enfever the ground
Dawn flames breathe on
Warmless, remorseless Sun