Windbringer - The Crüxshadows

A hidden voice beneath the Thunder

Cascades whispers reaching down

A life less perfect in its living

Is to real purpose summoned now

As dream carved eyes sing empathy

With wings made mortal to the search

For essence weighed in temples razed

Ascend the fires and salted earth

I can see the message breathing still

I can hear the voices sounding deep inside

I can feel the hero rising up above the silence

Your soul remembers yet, the path that men forget

I bring the winds, to free you from your hesitation

I call the storms to remind you what you are

My faith endures for the sake of something less and more in them

And so I bring the winds, to echo in your heart

Drifting scenes of shameful things

To haunt corrupted will

The Lion pacing at the edge

Guards the keep that faith once built

Find constitution in your soul

A vessel for your light

Eyes drift toward the northern fires

A beacon to the ocean of the night