Carvings On The Gallowstree کے بول

Shallow light, too weak to cast my shadow Small hours for a small soul This moment is not our own Hear the words beyond control Wandering without goal All this I give to you All I made, broken too soon Some things should stay hidden Too cruel to read, too dreadful to be written Words for feelings forbidden All my feelings overridden All this I give to you All I made, broken too soon Morning light, casting our shadows This path getting so narrow Still we have to go on To the gallows Nothing else this love allows All this I give to you All I made, broken too soon