Enslaved

Congelia
Let me become the other Who is also myself Behind layers and layers of ice Muted and long forgotten I am leaving this body behind I am leaving this body to die Why is it we never notice the distance Before it's too late? I am leaving these songs behind I am leaving our songs to die Mistook the voices of others For my inner guide to the stars I am leaving these dreams behind I am leaving my dreams to die I've been the one who listens Now I'll be the father of wars I left my body behind I left myself to die Given and screaming As the times have come When the seed un-plants itself And the trees have no fathers Those few golden, undying Hearts are those of secret sons And the secrets of the sun Are those of daughters asking to From Letras Mania