Red Waters Songtext
von Across the Swarm
Red Waters Songtext
The watchtower facing the mountain
Now gives way to the landscape.
Stale blood stains the grass
On which you walk and sleep,
On which you walk and sleep,
The trees stretch their branches at your passing,
They laugh and offer you their fruit,
They laugh and offer you their fruit
They laugh and sting you with their thorns.
They laugh and offer you their fruit,
They laugh and sting you with their thorns.
They laugh
They laugh
A scream rips the silence
When the mist lightly dissolves
With the morning wind.
Rocky teeth rise over the valley,
Abandoned to hatred.
Rocky teeth rise over the valley,
Abandoned to hatred.
To hatred
The fire burns the head of a murdered man,
Eyes wide open that no longer see.
The cuts and the marks of struggle on his face,
Features ravaged by the burning tongues.
The cuts
And the marks
A distant crowd watches a woman
Walking heavily among lifeless bodies,
Across the past and the remaining nothingness.
Her face covered by a black veil,
As she surrenders to the red waters.
The river carries away a body
When the mist lightly
Dissolves with the morning wind.
Life boils in the bottom,
And feeds on abundance.
Life boils in the bottom,
And feeds on abundance.
Now gives way to the landscape.
Stale blood stains the grass
On which you walk and sleep,
On which you walk and sleep,
The trees stretch their branches at your passing,
They laugh and offer you their fruit,
They laugh and offer you their fruit
They laugh and sting you with their thorns.
They laugh and offer you their fruit,
They laugh and sting you with their thorns.
They laugh
They laugh
A scream rips the silence
When the mist lightly dissolves
With the morning wind.
Rocky teeth rise over the valley,
Abandoned to hatred.
Rocky teeth rise over the valley,
Abandoned to hatred.
To hatred
The fire burns the head of a murdered man,
Eyes wide open that no longer see.
The cuts and the marks of struggle on his face,
Features ravaged by the burning tongues.
The cuts
And the marks
A distant crowd watches a woman
Walking heavily among lifeless bodies,
Across the past and the remaining nothingness.
Her face covered by a black veil,
As she surrenders to the red waters.
The river carries away a body
When the mist lightly
Dissolves with the morning wind.
Life boils in the bottom,
And feeds on abundance.
Life boils in the bottom,
And feeds on abundance.
Writer(s): Davide Tomadini, Luca Sammartino, Marco Lambertini, Mirco Diana Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com