Young Heretics - Echoes

Send out a sound for the wood between the worlds

Gently repeat as the boundaries start to swirl

Keep to the call that is twice now liminal

It’s not the same where the trails lead to the outer regions

Echoes from the otherworld turn horizons into endless ever present

Echoes, many other worlds true horizon start to turn

Numberless names with the force of the ninth wave

Keep to the call that’s repeated in the outer regions

Echoes from the otherworld turn the horizon into endless ever present

Echoes, many other worlds true horizon makes the endless ever

Echoes reflect and change, they serenade

Echoes reflect and change, they serenade

Echoes from the otherworld turn the horizon into endless ever present

Echoes, many other worlds true horizon makes the endless ever

Echoes reflect and change, they serenade

Echoes reflect and change, they serenade

They serenade

They seranade