Worm Shepherd - The River Ov Knives

Lyrics to The River Ov Knives by Worm Shepherd

The wind closed eyes In lies the tribe's iron hand Gripping color Dripping salted water Without the Sun We merge our paths Thy picture birthed only in blight The horns formed in matching peril The River carries victims of my lasting betrayal A ritual forced upon me Hymns carried Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl еmerging from the opposite dirеction? Where could the remnants of the shattered aether be scattered Is my blood tied to these wilted scriptures? There screams no sound louder than nothingness There screams no sound louder than nothingness The wind closed eyes In lies the tribe's iron hand Gripping color Dripping salted water Without the Sun We merge our paths Thy picture birthed only in blight The horns formed in matching peril The river carries victims of my lasting betrayal A ritual forced upon me Hymns carried Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl emerging from thee? Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness Was he ever here, or is the winter’s howl emerging from the opposite direction? Impending uprising fulfilled when I discovered death's dry hand Stepping out into the snow the chill caresses my hair Following the voice to encounter thy embrace An offering of flesh A sacrifice of memories Plunge the ashen blade through the chest of my origin Tear tendons to reach the vessel Surgical discovery of the ancient ones To the glyphs I raise my hand Plunge the ashen blade through the chest of my origin Hooded father I cry upon the altar I repeat your message in circles