Engagement Photograph by Totem Of The Heart Lyrics

A man's greasy scalp in the wailing valley,
A garden rotten to its roots
Unchristened infants, wavering embellishments
Abound the dirty elm of decaying steps
(A derelict tale betold through the vision of a hero)

Woven tapestry draped on the gallows pole,
Left to hang and tear a hole;
Blurred are the lines of known existence
And kept are my promises, thankless persistencе

Such are the ashes of thе dead upon these unforgiving hills
Forgotten as they dose off reluctantly,
Into a nurtured sleep,
An unsung lullaby,
A steady dream

So let us forget the night,
And forgive the light