가사 좌표
EN원문 가사
번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
All things that live will die
Restless birds, a clouded sky
Sense the titan, fear to elope
Flee through swamps with breath and rope
This shape that likes to watch
No eyes, no beak, just grudge
My breath, my light, the thrill
It finds, it hunts, it kills
This shape that seems to wait
With its branches, shadows, feathers, its bait
Like a doll made of vines
Heart of opal, hair of ice
