White Stag - Death to Empty Words

I breathe fear before the coming storm
Its thunderous wrath petrifies me
And the chaos baffles
In Eden so tranquil
Yet perturbed in the finest hour
And left me so desolate
All my kingdom left to waste
And for the sake of it all
Sacrament for springs of wealth
To overflow and wash out
To clear way for new roots
And, in the midst of puzzlement, I strike out
With hopes of better days and swifter clouds
But so far from my sanity
What once was lost, and in aeons reclaimed
Yet once more spirited away
But not to abandon

At long last I reach the great expanse preceding the betrayal
I shiver and gasp at the stark tranquility
Only now realizing the dread burden laid upon me
As it melts away
Tossed and forgotten
Lost to memories not even mine
I question my perception now
Through such great time
As if to ostracize and judge myself
The waters rise
And still I cling to my own wrongs

Deep roots and shallow skies
Branches tethered to the sea
Winds shudder from shoulder to shoulder
Hands lifted high in feeble surrender

Written by:
Allen Finger, Damon Timmons, Eric Sublett, Richi Worboys

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