Nahemah
Текст песни From The Temples High

From the Temples High

In the shores of void lays my dream
That avanced like the shadows
In the hungriest hearts
Of the darkest secrets
A flash darkens the light
My beloved forever denied
Under my thorned suspicion
Dressed in laments
Cried till becoming rivers
I wake under my own empire
A bloody crown of salt
At the new order arised
To be the stigma
The golden wings of first-born
Plated with dusk
On a withered throne
Raised where the circle excludes
The river follows it's course
Without rest in front of my stare
Always icy in me
Empty whisper
The question without tongue
Like a liying leaf
My beautiful cause
Rise me again
To look from below
And like a wave of tears
I'll desire again
I promise