Field of Trees Lyrics

There's a field, full of broken trees
Their roots, running along dead rivers

A barren land leading to the Cement Mountains
A broken window looking over miasmatic cloud

Invaders in the night, conquerors of time
The majesty of decadence, dreaming of moonlight rays

There is a road from which a path goes forth in illusion
There's a hollow covering my vision blind
Its tentacles leading my hands

A barren land governing an hecatomb
A dying robin on the windowpane