Three Bridges - Cult Of Luna

Out from the cold

Fear released its hold

In the distance, in the distance a bridge appears

In the thaw a raging river revealed

Here flows my blood

This is my home

Above the sky

Shimmers in gold

In the cracks of my own image

Is where I see the light

Three bridges to cross

Before we can reunite

Through streets overseen by trees

Through a city full of memories

My breath is heavy

Air rushes in

All that is hidden

Is under my skin

Here flows my blood

This is my home

In the cracks of my own image

Is where I see the light

Three bridges to cross

Before we can reunite

Your voice is holy

I bow

I bow