Interlude III

Even when the hope dies
And the will slips out of your hand
The valley will take you as you are
The valley will be with you till the end

It will softly bristle with thorns
It will hurt you with the greatest care
It will cover you with toxic rain
And dress you up with leaves of despair

From under the moss the altar will grow
Dedicated only to you
Because your wounds are a womb
For a new world to be born

Don't be tough for yourself
You came by your own choice
Your pain was calling for you
And your scream will vanish in the valley



Credits
Writer(s): Luca
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