Cardinal Wyrm - The Resonant Dead lyrics

A cold moon casts upon the shore The fading glance of twilight The black sea shimmering before us Fades into the night Crouched on withered shins Bent before forever Blood to tame the spirit of Loss and the misery All clean thoughts to sever From this plagued inheritance It’s the end of the fall And the time of the winds Hear the creaking of boards And the voice of the storm A thimble of vinegar is all That separates the soul From ruin and regret The sound of all of those that we lost It rings Resounds with every step Cradled in winter’s sheath A sun shone forever Beautiful restless spirit of This living heresy Our silent bond irreverent Hold true to our sacred call Hear the coming of the spring And the heat of the thaw All around us they sing All these voices they call Crouched on winter shins A sun shone forever Beautiful restless spirit of This plain of heresy All clean thoughts to sever Hold true to our sacred call It’s the crying of the wind And the call in the storm It’s the creaking of boards It’s the reverent time And in my head Sing the resonant dead Sing the resonant dead Speak the resonances Sing the resonant dead The sound that binds us all Cradled in withered sheaths Bent before forever Blood to tame the spirit of Lost lives of misery Our silent bond irreverent The sound of our plagued inheritance Hear the herald of the wind And the creaking of boards Hear the voice of the storm And the end that surrounds