Grigori
Jared dinesWho will rebuild us when our towers of ivory come crashing down
Emerald eyes gaze into the forest looking for a place of hope and purpose
Watching over you has become my love, peace in my mind blocks out my sight
Assuring you there is a light
Day dreamer tell me what do you see?
I need something to keep my head clean
I know you're there I just need a sign
Press your ear up to the slate, and know that it is not too late
I won't let you waste away, just close your eyes and pray
Brother, I taste the pain as it taints your blood
Oh sweet blood. Sister your wounds lay spread infectious and grisly with eyes of the dead
Gaze into the eyes of the dead. We must be the watchers of our fellow man
This is our home inhabited with journeys from the people of this land
Islands sink without the help of each individual grain of sand