Cruxshadows (The)
Windbringer
A hidden voice beneath the thunderCascades whispers reaching downA life less perfect in its livingIs to real purpose summoned nowAs dream carved eyes sing empathyWith wings made mortal to the searchFor essence weighed in temples ragedAscend the fires and salted earthI can see the message breathing stillI can hear the voices sounding deep insideI can feel the hero rising up above the silenceYour soul remembers yetThe path that men forgotI bring the winds to free you from your hesitationI call the storms to remind you what you areMy faith endures for the sake of something less and more in themAnd so I bring the winds, to echo in your heartDrifting scenes of shameful thingsTo haunt corrupted willThe lion pacing at the edgeGuards the keep that faith once builtFind constitution in your soulA vessel for your lightEyes drift toward the northern firesA beacon to the ocean of the night
From Letras Mania