album: The Wild Hunt (2013)
track №5
- The Child Must Die -
Ageless,
Though merely a child,
Tall has grown thy
Shadow.
For every sun must set
Eventually
And every child of fire
Must die to be free.
Far beyond the grace of god
The tiny tomb’s prepared.
"Liberatus Est" -
The silent stone declares.
Pluck now the rose,
The child must die.
Pluck now the rose
And leave it on my grave to dry.
In sackcloth and ash,
So let us mourn.
In sackcloth and ash,
Sleeps the newborn.
The fear of change is the fear of Death,
That fear is the pain and the pain is the wreath of thorns
Now placed upon thy brow.
A twisted cross 'neath which burden we all must bow.
For you my child,
Comes the cursed,
Phantom carriage, alas,
The hearse.
Follow I must not, this ride
Is only meant for you.
Ever dark lay the lands,
You’re going to.
In the belly of Moloch
The child must burn.
Into the fires
It must return.
Mind not the tears,
The child must die.
Release the self,
Strangle the I.
Pluck now the rose,
The child must die.
Never to know
The reason why
Mad burn the fires.
So dies the child.
Bittersweet,
The fumes shall rise.
