Deafest - Burning Wings, Withered Leaves I lyrics

And all that we are, all that we are is a silhouette in silent rain And all that we are, all that we are, is a blackbird with wings aflame Within the spectral valley, ‘you and I’ shall ever lay, where our fleeting fire perished in the rushing stream Two hollow trees entwine One’s languid roots then decay I consume the nightshade draught where the sunlight does forsake Dark berries – did the shade impa**ion? Are ghastly flames no longer tended? Pierced, melted, wilted, smoldering heart of storms. the funeral pyre – your art You are the withering of the leaves Poison the forest and blacken the stream The deafening roar of the falls emanates from your frigid mouth Your spectral valley haunts me. I choke upon the ash, and drown in falls of Zoar, for I am cursed by summer past Red-winged blackbird, your wings aflame Autumn nightshade-secreting lips You are the withering of the leaves Poison the forest and blacken the stream You are the burning hoarfrost cold to blanket the berries – your shade I behold