Of Winged Fire and Crawling Shadow Lyrics

What have we
What we've done
What are we but what we've done

Should branches rot and drift to soil
Mine own limbs will break their fall
One union in the broken world
Which seems to make immortal all

The hunger and the cold to watch over me
Until the sun emerges from the trees
My stomach full with nothing but the bleakness
Of the autumn sky
Let me down, let me die

To break the spell of this broken life
A lust for death and the will to die

No more shall I feel the sweet kiss
Of cold wind against my fragile skin
No more shall I climb till sacred soreness
Tears my limbs before the roar of wings of fire
Makes black the sky
I will bury my bones in the wild
I feel no warmth from your fires

When blow the wind on blackened plain
Ash take flight from root and then
Blow my sorrow far away
From those who haunt me in my death
From long-dead times of hollowness
Would taunt my face and scratch my grave
Though far away my bed is made
It comforts me to know the same
That when my bones to rest are laid
The forest will forgive my name