The Gift Songtext
von Pineid

I have felt invisible
Through your eyes
Prepare me
For threats external
Your voice
A weight on all I hear
You are more cloak than conscience

Sharpen the image and blade
Blunt trust and elation
Broadcasting through a gesture
Shoulders bare the apparition

Worry worry guardian keeper
Worry worry violence comfort
Has it safe to sleep in the hole we prepared


Crushing hope against me
Nurturing my fear of death
Take all I had saved for others
Douse the burning to express

Worry worry guardian keeper
Worry worry violence comfort
Has it safe to sleep in the hole we prepared

You have adapted to
Thrive with attention
Light that used to burn you away
Now casts two shadows
Fallen low to injure as it saves

Return to an image
Child in a windstorm
Braced for the tumult
Rooted against hope
Beg he let go