Testo On Cold Seeds

On cold seeds through the night With a spider on my wall Gliding through the past Drifting through my soul Pressure can be strong Captured in a cave In the right another light With the other in a grave Marian where are you now Where is the thunder of your breath Gimme Shelter in the storm Beware my mind from deeper death But I forgive I forgive everything and more And I forget The penitence I was made for Can you hear the diggers calling Can you hear them calling me Can you see the mist is waiting Waiting Waiting For me Marriaged to the traveller Chained to the messenger he just killed Fucked by the glowing of the dawn Lost in cloudy visions still My face is rather swollen My fame is circeled in it´s hall My fears are grown and gathered When I beginn to fall Can you hear those voices Can you see the faces come for me Beyond the cloud they´re waiting Waiting Waiting Waiting for me