Weta

We tear down the brightest of the stars
And then let the sky fall
We broke what was left of all the hearts
To expose the insect inside

Out of the scars you hold on to
Which one still burns a shade of blue
You burrow deep and quit your fate
They call it beauty to become the prey

It's flowing through
And left unseen
Erase the traces
Dissolve the faces

The moon is high
Our trees entwine
I'm forced aside
By ancient pride

With skin so hard to penetrate
And blood so thick your heart degrades
Now I'm within I'll bring you pain
And on this land I become the rain



Credits
Writer(s): Koert Wegman
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