Music by Alex Armuschio
Lyrics by Wilma Collo
SONS OF EARTH, WISE AND UNWISE
SOUGHT AND COURTED THEIR DEMISE
WHAT THEY WILLED, FOUL OR FAIR
WAS THE FRUIT THEY HAD TO BEAR
UNDER AN OATH THAT COULDN’T BE RETRACTED
BECAUSE OF WILLS THAT WOULDN’T BE SWAYED
IN RAGE AND DURESS THE BOND WAS RIPPED
BY US, THE BROTHERS OF THOSE WE WAYLAID
HOW COULD WE HAVE BACKTRACKED IN AWE?
WHY SHOULD WE HAVE FOREGONE THE QUEST?
WHAT COULD HAVE EXTINGUISHED THE WILDFIRE
THAT HAD BEEN SOWN WITHIN OUR BREAST?
TRY AS YOU MAY, HOWEVER HARD
YOU CAN’T RESTORE WHAT HAS BEEN MARRED
YOU CAN’T ALLAY THE GALE THAT MOANS
WHEN YOU GO THE WAY OF BLOOD-STAINED SWANS
HOW COULD WE HAVE BACKTRACKED IN AWE?
WHY SHOULD WE HAVE FOREGONE THE QUEST?
WHAT COULD HAVE EXTINGUISHED THE WILDFIRE
THAT HAD BEEN SOWN WITHIN OUR BREAST?
TOO LATE, TOO LATE FOR MINDS GROWN RESTIVE
THE LINE IS DRAWN, THE TAINT EXPANDS
ENCHAINED AND TIED, WE LIVED AND DIED
FOR THE WORSHIPPED WORK OF OUR OWN HANDS
SWORD AND ARROW, FANGS OF SHARK
IN OUR HEARTS, AN INDELIBLE MARK
FOREVER THERE WHEN THE FURROW FOAMS
AMID THE CRIES OF BLOOD-STAINED SWANS
WE WORKED IT ALL BY OUR VERY HANDS
WE WATCH AGHAST AS THE FLARE EXPANDS
IN ESTRANGED LICENCE FOMENTING THUS
THE DOGGED FEVER POSSESSING US
NO MATTER WHETHER WE LAUGH OR WEEP
AS WE HAVE SOWN SO WE WILL REAP
NO LONGER BROTHERS, WHILE VESSELS BURN
BEYOND THE RIOT OF WAVES THAT CHURN
NO LONGER BROTHERS, WHILE VESSELS BURN
BEYOND THE RIOT OF WAVES THAT CHURN
℗ Rockshots Records – Ainur