She pays attention to the word
And the tiny sound she heard
Amusing the tigers in line
He’s drawing flowers in her face
And a mask to fill their place
And soon they will pour the silent wine
She tries to pull the curtain down
Stabilise her moving crown
Hoping his hands will follow
He will speak but never tell
About the hole beneath his shell
And soon they will pour the silent wine
And the owls flew out of
All the doors he’d locked up
To the deer she’s walking down
She is still dreaming
She is still dreaming
Every night is lingering from talk so slow
Tomorrow we’ll be different she’s been told
And the owls flew out of
All the doors he’d locked up
To the deer she’s walking down
She is still dreaming
They are soon leaving
I listened to this song at least six times today. It was rainy, and the weather is just starting to cool off for fall. This was just perfect for that. It is at once highly original and nostalgic. It brought back so many memories for me, despite having heard it for the first time only yesterday. I was familiar with the band before this, but somehow had only listened to the Monsters EP. I absolutely applaud you for showing people that Metal can be very beautiful.