Carne Et Memoria -Of Flesh And It's Memory-

Where the water's clash against the stone's
where the tree's are dead'nd bark
 

Remnant's of a sacred space
where the air is thick with fog
 

The underface of a rock, like a cave by misten age
Where magical happening's where it's darkest days
 

Where rain and thunder knew it well
And struck at random, as it risen hell

 

Static harmony for once in this our world

 

As we pledged an oath, our mark was shed in blood
 

"That with our silence,which makes us cold
May make us morbid, but never foul."
 

"I was given that, which was given to none,
What none has given, you were that one"

 

Only from religion could call it the sun! a morning star! most wicked son's
Nor it's language interpretation by any human tongue
Our song was our nature, it has always sung

 

It was never a question of faith,It was only a matter of time
It was never a question of fear, For we know not that kind

-No recolection's of the mourning-
-A period of drunken sadness-
-It's twilight had left me there-
 

So It has so happened, that i am left to stand alone
So long ago you died, and made the ground your home
 

And here I linger... thinking If i should stay
feeling the crevise that split my skin that day
 

This scar on my flesh is a memory
 

Of the kinship we do share
 

This scar on my flesh is a memory
 

Of the purpose why were here
 

This scar on my flesh is a memory
 

That i proudly forever wear
 

This scar on my flesh is a memory
 

A reminder that your still there