Mountain Shifts - O'Death

The sun burst bleeding

Bright flashes of air

And although I’m naked

Never before did I care

White dust covered us

In our descent

The mountain sees clearly

And buries out own convenant

Her hair lays violent

Dead in the stream

I hope that she’s peaceful

Wherever her body may be

Oh Paul

In his Russian display

Skims through the air

Greets my motion less

With cold disdain

The end

Speaks to me shrouded in sin

The mountain shifts slowly

Its treachery comes from within