On it's face a whole lifetime of experiences all truly lived
A long deep furrow of who wanted to live
And talk to the sky
A man walks bent forward on the path
That leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
The heat of a blind summer and I know
The smell of dead grass
Frost of a snowy winter cold feet that
Sink but you cannot stop it
A man walks bent forward on the path
That leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
Poor dear they seek the bent man but he's not there neither his melody
While they dance rising and falling on music
A song that kills everything else around
A man walks bent forward on the path
That leads to home
In the night blowing wind – Owl hunting stops the run
1 | Meat |
2 | Tearing Away |
3 | Season in Silence |
4 | Tribe |
5 | Breathin Cancer |
6 | Escogido |
7 | I Want It |
8 | India |
9 | Spiral Of Winter Ghosts |
10 | Instinct |