...To The Wind...

To The Wind



I saw God in death through you

Most things we'll never know

The darkest water runs in

The feasting cancerous

The questions burn in cages

Of a masterless life of disease

All that feel the warning see to will its steeds

Of black to cut us down

Of white to light our sound

Of red to burn and drown

And grey to spread like ash to the ground 





Tak k tomuto som sa dopatral pri prechadzke po Comeragh Mountain kde rad chodievam, dokonca aj pocasicko prialo po dlhsom case cim viac som tuto foto prezeral tym viac mi pripadala atmosfera  oslahana vetrom a casom ktory nepraje a tak sa knej dokonale hodi to the wind od skvelej kapelky Neurosis...



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