Systems - VII. Visionary | Текст песни

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Over windswept fields
Ashes swirl
In painted clouds
Whose verse fills the air.

Hearts torn, lost but free
Death's knells have grown deafening.
Let them ring!

Through life love libertad.

Our fractured limbs,
The wars we live.
Our petals stripped,
The wounds we trench.
Our emptiness.

Haunted hands bolt
Shut the storm door
As the world spins down
The sun's corridor.

Flames rise
As we move closer.

All stories crash down
When the roof caves in.

Sing the sweet sorrow
To the final hour, breath and day
To the midnight sun
Whose light sets and fades
Final hour breath and day.

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