Beneath Still Water - Canvas, Pt. 2

What about yourself?
Are you thinking this too late?
What about the prowlers?
On your mind they steal your sense
Guess my name, I'm the god that you fear
Guess my face, I'm your secret portrait

And in this night the moon is red

What if I become silence?
The echoes will be rest?

And in this night the moon is red

Can you bear the weight of your creation?
Your eyes made it
Stop, can you bear
Stop, can you bear
You can shape your own soul in this world
Have you shape
Stop, have you shape
Universe it's running to the flood
An endless descent but heaven is calling to me
That's the shaper's sin
Shall I dig over the backdrop of my soul?
Shall I wander through frozen land of freedom?

Aridity
No more trees in your world
That's your guilt, you let them die
You let them die
You let the drought come in
That's your guilt
You let them die
Now you are a desert

Written by:
Fabio Greselin

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