Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Where Hours Etch Their Name, artist - Beheaded. Album song Never to Dawn, in the genre Date of issue: 05.11.2012
Record label: Unique Leader
Song language: English
Where Hours Etch Their Name |
| Wind’s fingers caress the tips of corn fields |
| Howling gusts recount misery to Autumn leaves |
| Planes repose beneath immense necrose livid air |
| Like the chill that is sung deep from within |
| Deep from within the earth |
| Echoes from a soil, a witness |
| Of aeons drenched in sore |
| Murmuring whispers haunting |
| Spiralling voices enraging |
| Trepid dissonant chants cling |
| Perpetual unremmitting malady |
| With eyes sown afloat in a void |
| Lurking in hideous abodes |
| Cling to the depths of poverty |
| Perpetual unremmitting malady |
| Like the chill that is sung deep |
| Deep from down within the earth |
| The stones upon which hours etch their name |
| Roll and fall into abysmal depths |
| To meet the buried sea |
| To sink unread until the end of all time |
| Absorbed in the folding heaviness of silence |
| At one with the null |
| Morphed shades start taking shape into forms bizzarelly |
| Minsijin maz-zmien |
| Like the chill that is sung deep |
| Deep from down within the earth |