For every pass Of this moon Embers wait Commune A dawn's harvest
Spores Burrowing Ash Covering
My world My home My loves My memories
So tell me how I've come so far Repression of memories Behind a door best kept shut Suppression of daily deeds A crushing venom weeping Into these hands A plague upon a frame Growing on the inside Withering a simple sullen home
Plague upon the frame Crawling from within Simple sullen home Withering away Locked behind a door Of secrets best kept shut Crushing venom wept Right into the hands Plague upon the frame Crawling from within Withering away Simple sullen homes
