Thetis Lake from Walha by Butterbones
Derek Janzen sings on this one.
Tracklist
| 1. | Thetis Lake | 4:07 |
Lyrics
These hands crept over my old aching shoulders
And I felt the cold of ruin touch my face
This wind has caused my neck to bow in sickness
Thetis grant me passage to your resting place
I held a stone before you as the winds of discord
Tore this wall down and I felt the curse
Please allow my spirit to escape these Furies
And I will not beg you to make this reversed
I hurled the stone into your secret lake
As I stumbled to the shoreline, bent with age
I pray you'll soon absolve my ailing name
Credits
from Walha,
released May 21, 2013
License
All rights reserved.
