Our eyes grown dim with age
They see no more the sun, tarnished gold
Our tired hearts beat on
The red bough
Fallen at last
It's not so bad I'd say (it could be worse)
What once was our splendor faded grey
Like ghosts now, in empty halls
Rotting blood sticks fast in veins
Let me now return to womb of earth
The ceaseless worm devours all
this album will stand the test of any fucking time ever.
it is soooo freaking heavy and good.
rats being my favorite today. tomorrow it will be any of the other tracks.
not a dull moment here. thompsonborge