Burning all the lost hopes I was breeding
turning cold nights into an autumn pyre
after the silence you've broken
after
the aeons that have shone on your frail skin
nothing has left of your eyes
and nothing as left in your memories
burning all
the strong knots I was weaving
bringing my life back to this blackened womb
after that time has passed over
after this storm that
has turned into the sweetest rain
hear what I'm saying, I'm free on my way
and I don't long for your frozen sun
over the
flames of a shelter that was never built to last
we're forging our strength
forging our fate
forging our life with the bloos that
we've spent
blessed be these wounds
blessed be my doom
as I burn, as I burn thy frozen sun