Ihsahn - Regen lyrics

More like a gesture Acknowledging the coldness Of its touch I pull myself closer Around the neck As to contain myself From disappearing In the flux And the heavens roll violently Over golden waves And rust-red hands Dripping wet In all their dying splendor So we meet again While dirt turns Into rivers of mud Beneath our roots We stumble and laugh As we read the inscription On the naked rock: Sum quad eris