Funeral Fornication - The Weeping Tree lyrics

rate me

are I dream

Of a sun shackled to slumber's chain

When the seeds of midnight

Sprout a blind rampage of misery

Cutting into my soul

And placing a penance therein

Would the wound heal over

With moss or lican

A symbiote scar of what has come before

Dare I remember

Many moons of autumn rupture

Despair would grow as grains will

In welcome for the coming reap(er)

Strong enough my arms once were

To hold a century's worth of nooses

Throttled tongues spake unanswered prayers

As a harvest moon hung above

An ever watchful eye

Lifeless and sullen, spirited away

My core is empty, dry and rotten

I'm dying in the lea

I've laid down armor

I've cast away my sword

My kingdom lies in eternal ruin

Though I swore to defend