Blade of Wind - ...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

The weight of the stone like the weight of a sun

Its form divided one by one

Take up stays with shaking hands

Tear eyes away, fading swathes of land

And sail off

If it keeps us alive, we keep coming back

All the way up

Skimming over the skies like a blade of wind

Gaze transfixed on a face in the sound

The forms dissolves in a vapor cloud

Devoid of means to turn sails around

Draw forward with no sight of ground

You sail off

If it keeps you alive, you keep coming back

All the way up

Skimming over the storm that keeps coming in

And sail off

If it keeps us alive, we keep coming back

Gazes fixed on the curve of the sines

It modulates a voice in your mind

Hear its thought or feel its breath

A form evolved past consciousness

Cause he sailed off

If he keeps us alive, we keep coming back

All the way up

Skimming over the skies unafraid of death

And sail off

If it keeps us alive, we keep coming back

All the way up

Skimming over the skies like a blade of wind