Isis - Wavering Radiant скачать mp3

I’ve arrived King of lucid dreams They call me a building Lungs Caved in and he cried The act unknown Actor in sleep Here I am turned then here I see The circle in bones made in haste He waits to anoint the faithful In all things left unturned Fear all too new Rising fate beside me Will he wait for the quiet fire To be known and realized Embodied by a boy His voice small and weak Wisp of smoke to be chosen Upon their heads he places crowns to witness entire towns The boy blesses whispers into words in the painted valleys they await rain