Blossoms Will Sprout From the Carcass Lyrics

We walk upon the soaked carcasses of those who once gave us life
Be it rain, wind of the weight of finality, the cadavers fall and fall
Day light is meek, and the night grows long and cold
Fungi lurch forward for a final gulping breath
Vigor is thrown on the pyre
and reckless will is cast to the wolves

The dance will begin as the sun grows timid
A ritual for the dead that reside within us
The ancient drone revises our minds to Opal
All is returned to the earth and the rain will fall and fall

Rain will fall and fall

It's the fury of the storm
It's the endless falling rain
It's the growing of the dark
It's the thrive in decay
It's the voice of woe
It's the call of the moon
It's the cold retribution of
the dark rider known as death