Magickal Cost

(альбом: May Our Chambers Be Full - 2020)

Through falling years
These failing times
We forged in fear
And blood-soaked rites
In salt of tear, in age of line

The cycle unending
Beyond man and time
My voice reaching back
Oh, children mine

Surrounded by enemies
You have sought me out in silence
In the darkness of concrete passage
In the darkness of the flesh
In the wisdom of bleak asylum

I sing to you in the ur-tongue
In the language of ecstasies
Of joys deeper than agonies
Beyond man and time

My voice reaching back
Six thousand feet
My voice reaching back
Of rippling impulse
True, real, raw hunger
My voice reaching back
My voice reaching back
My voice reaching back