Above the hills
Where we lived
I await your return
Every morning, I stare at the horizon
Waiting for the ocean to bring you back to me
Under the hill, where we used to lay our bodies
And feel the cosmic dust involving us every night
With the sound of the oceans around our house
With my eyes closed, I could read stories on your skin
And feel your breath inflate my lungs
Your touch like ember on my skin
Even with closed eyes
I could see your inside
That transcended with my being
And calm wind that came to caress us in the mornings
From the great prairies above us
With the dew so pure
So white
That freezes our world for a moment
Since you've been Gone
My nights have been empty
And my mornings, gray
Every morning I go to the top of the hill
Amid the fog
Hear the ocean
But I don't see you
It brings me your smell
But I don't see you
The dense dew covered my whole body
And I see white crows flying over our house
Are you coming back
Come home, my love
You are so tired
You need to rest in my arms
I can see your face taking color
With scars on it
Amid the fog
Come into my arms
I'll take you home
And cover you with my wings
Close your eyes and sleep
And when you wake up
I'll be by your side
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015