River Empires (The)
Our Neighbor, The Earth
Slept arcane to spin through hallwaysNow virgin trees see it's beamCrept restless to stream in metric speedVain with hope, two have seenDrink in haste sweet gypsyLabour for the grave's foreknown spellBorn branches stretch incarnate streetsRipe with fool's eerie wordsFaye's Treesong lays two drunk trailsSweeping deep in the fernsHands hold on,Hush your foreign hymn,In fields, Earth will bow if your hands hold on
From Letras Mania