Shadows from Bloom by Wretched Empires
Tracklist
| 4. | Shadows | 6:46 |
Lyrics
A fractured doorway,
Out of place,
So familiar
Something tight in every face
Embrace of home
Something is now stale
The earth in my hands
Once rich, now turning pale
The warmth of sanctuary
Has turned cold and splintered
Those bitter, scathing winds
Blow a deadly winter
This dirt, my roots
Something ugly grows
I left, I went away
Has that same ugliness not be sown
A hint of dissonance,
Broken sounds in the night,
The hint of dissonance,
Shadows where there should be light
Hold
Your
Torches
Aloft
These
Roots
Can Not
Be Lost
Hold
Your
Torches
Aloft
Credits
from Bloom,
released April 3, 2020
License
All rights reserved.
