Paroles de Aerial Birth

You're out of reach Skyless screen With silver leaves Shimmering Descending to the earth Aerial birth Above the fir Eventually Waiting for the day Nothing left to say All that you leave behind Slips from the edges of your mind All that you are dissolves Building a temple meant to fall You're in too deep Worlds beneath A tangled weave Endlessly Ascend into the grave Emeralds in clay Disintegrate Eventually Waiting for the day Nothing left to say All that you leave Slips from the edges of your mind All that you are dissolves Building a temple meant to fall