Swallow The Sun
these low lands
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Weakness of the past
Like vapor in the trenches
These lowlands haunted
By a man clad in frost
All evil deeds done
Are piled up into hills
And visible on the left side
Fields of bad omens
Behind the skyline
The worst noise of the world
Violent crows of this dream
Flying backwards
Open below us
Another swarm grows
Feel like tumors
Which shall return
And every night someone
Moves all the clocks forward
And the sun seems to
Set always at the sunrise
No one leaves this place
No roads out from here
No passing birds ever
Really do pass by
No one entering here
Walks without trembling
No one ever dreams of
The hands of tender fathers
- Album:
- Songs from the North I, II & III
- Emerald Forest and the Blackbird
- Hope
- Ghosts Of Loss
- The Morning Never Came
- Plague Of Butterflies
- New Moon
- Hope (UK Edition)
- Terrorizer: Fear Candy 02
- Out of This Gloomy Light
- Keep on Dooming in the Free World
- Sue cd, Volume 5
- Terrorizer: Fear Candy 21
- Soundi CD 2007
- Compilation Rock Hard 62
- Plague of Butterflies / Out of This Gloomy Light
- What Lies Beneath
- Come Hear. Finland 2008
- Forgive Her...
- Rautakanki 2