Sun Carver Songtext
von Witchskull

The vines in winter need
They′ve wrapped in amber leaf
A sinners mind he needs
The gift of what was kept

Led away to live in silence
Caught in this again
A sinners mind he sees
The heads of Cerberus


And here life
It's very ordinary
Here life
It seems to be a river

Was slow to talk today
The carver gave her knives away
The Ivy always grows
A cutting brought from winter′s house

Alone
Away
Severing