Bokor
Текст песни Migrating

Worlds like dust in the emptiness
Chandeliers and hopelessness
We look to the East, wide awake
Where no more dawn will ever break
She walks down the stairs
Noble, sweet, frail and fair
Everything will rust
Beauty, wealth, class and lust

Skin, tendons, flesh and bone
Thigh and neck, heart and blood
Her pale limbs, the lines of her back
The softness that my fingers track
In these evenings we wouldn't know
We're all ghosts now, we always were

We
Lose it all, lose it all
Lose it all, lose it all
No wonders, no refuge
No star bright nights of July

Chestnut trees
In bloom below
Come with me
In the end
History
Ends with this
Scarlet kiss
Hungry bliss

There is / no one / down in / the trenches here
Nothing is / moving / down here / anymore

Death sees / through me / unheard / everything
At the fords / of the machine / our herds / are reaped

A thousand of us left
And none of us returned
A thousand of us fell
And none of us knew why
A thousand of us
A thousand of us
And none of us knew why
A thousand hours gone

In this gaslight our dreams all end
In the vast dead gardens of fail
Where the gravel paths turn and bend
Where silence soon conquers all
Skies alike from day to day
The same mournful grey
Mirrored in the muddy waters
Bottomless in shallow pits

No Lord frees us from sin
Love is only an empty grin
A thousand yards left to live
The long march into grief begins

Guide us to victory in the lowlands
In this alien world once green
Where your fields among the hedges
Now sleep a dark and shattered sleep

Or lead us into bright defeat
For nothing but the memories sweet
A few moments left to live
In this world not for the meek
Bliss, bliss
At your fords
The dying herds
Bliss, bliss
All of us
Surrendered to the grey
All of us
In the lowland fields of play
Honour us
Through centuries like writhing worms
Honour us
Nothing gained and nothing learned

A thousand of us left
And none of us returned
A thousand of us fell
And none of us knew why
A thousand of us
A thousand of us
And none of us knew why
A thousand hours gone
Thousands of us
Thousands of us