Text Písně: Path To Silence - Tortharry

By the means of the last winterˇs voice
I call
The last white hair left between my teeth
I feel
Through the landscape of our primal wounds
I walk
Under the milky face of a full moon
I roam

I am seeking a cave
For tired god to rest
Neither coward nor brave
I go on with my quest

I am heading to the grail
That´s made out of my soul
Snow erases my trails
From the face of this world

Three místy figures on the time´s edge
I see
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow
For me
A whirlwind of cause and consequence
Does make
Their faces appear so similar
To me

The quest came to an end
Now I do underdstand….

Další písničky hudební skupiny Tortharry:

Tortharry - Eternal Journey
Tortharry - Acts And Thoughts
Tortharry - Dusktale
Tortharry - Chosen
Tortharry - Unseen

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