Bereavement Lyrics

Severed hands have taken leave of me
The blood has dried
The root is scorned
My eyes deny, there is no song in me
The song we sang, it echoes free

Running
Fleeing
Lacerated, blistered feet
Gnawing
Teething
Deepening separation

Ethereal dweller
I am here below seeking your sheep

You set your feet in my direction
You ventured to my veins
Your bloodlines do not run here
Your sheep are caged

Mourn and weep
But all things below
They have not left me

The flower bends and withers to decay
The garden halts its yielding zeal
The memories I wove in our refrain
The song we sang, it echoes free