Letra de Dark Lung of the Storm
In deranged sleep I dream of storms Returning from stricken fields Monumentally indifferent Unhindered by moral restraintAt my behest it'll all be grinded Down to the bare minerals As the sky reverberates Like forests of gallowsThe hillsides are in flames Remnants of past cosmic battles Like iron and rockslide In the dark lung of the stormPerpetual fluctuations Of a threadbare empire Properly returned to the dirt Like the last of the black glaciers