ventifact Songtext
von Miles Morkri

Here lies what is left
Of the land that yearns to be so blessed
Green turned grave descent
And hate has burnt the rest

Tell me what you see
Are the skies ablaze with deep agony
Are the fields so discontent
That ground grows absentee


Just the way
Winds goring stone
They pray
For turn of woe
Disarray
It′s beauty's home
Take care
The broken wound

Cold that takes it all
Miraculous ascension hear my call
Nothing′s all but done
And greed goes on to scald

It's just the way
Winds goring stone
They pray
For turn of woe
Disarray
It's beauty′s home
Take care
The broken wound