Текст песни Ancient Thrones - Melancholia

Оригинальный текст песни Melancholia

I see it spiraled into the vast midnight stars Grand depicted meadow
Enticed by the whitest of light
A black dichotomic view into mundane life The spiteful sun within a turning sky
Sink familiar into the fields Of melancholia
Questions of when it may be I don't feel for my death
My own fate Thought attempted
In vision monochromatic So which void will I feed?
Reoccurring fog gowned alienation Separated from a sought normalcy
I sacrificed it all though nothings changed A lamb offered to lead nihility
Grazing through the old burning fields Of melancholia
Longing for what it will be I won't feel in my death
The void that I have opened Beneath a starless horizon Of melancholia
No chemicals flow Sorting pools Synaptic fatigue The wandering Flat affect Pessimistic grin
Anhedonia
Your night song echoes Asphyxiated
Severing the ties
Desperate despair Seals my own fate Another day
It won’t change I contemplate
I see it through nomadic eyes of storm The unshakeable grey
Lone Lost days
Charred spores drip Wraps my tongue Dry swallow
So… Which void will I feed?
(Anew)
Psychoactive vision One trail led me here
From existential exhaustion Sheltered by a palace so pale
Parallel direction Thoughts speak solemnly Unfamiliar merging Witness it like new
As I embrace for the death Through the third eye pried open Your constellations lead me
To melancholia