Spineless Throne Songtext
von Vaelmyst

Night

So many moons spent
Yet, still beggars in the presence of torment
When the flood comes
All awaken from nightmares
Already dreamt

A tomb
Such a splendid sepulcher for I alone
Who wishes to pass
All seasons in stone
Say what you will
Our garden of thorns lay passionless still
Our sighs our fealty and oath
Sworn to dwell

They sing their song
Often themselves the pawn
The circle, endless
Fleshless carousel


She was the-wind
Swift blade of wonder
Soft whispers grace the ear

My flesh to the earth
And to her ocean
My tears

To never nourish their craving
Gnaw till done of sinew they wept
Recanting eulogies, bereft
They savor the wrath of their Savior
Timorous heir
Spineless throne
His hand their own

She was the-wind
Swift blade of wonder
Soft whispers grace the ear
She was the-wind
Swift blade of wonder
Soft whispers grace the ear

My flesh to the earth
And to her ocean my tears