Lyrics A Bitter Shade Of Grey - The Drowning

A Bitter Shade Of Grey

Stone weighed this swollen tide
The leaden mass encroaching
Upon the weary and thick
Their laughter that runs with the bleak
Its rush expanding its hideous scorn
Sweeping away a faceless land
Where from the myre running consuming
In its own bitterness
Cometh the maker bringer of
The coldest plague unaware of its majesty
As they cling to slumber a swollen grave
Heeds to come foreboding shades of grey
In time his waters flow and release
A withered land still and silent wake
Relinquish their innocence washed away
So bury your dead here and bury them deep
For a swollen grave awaits their grey
Their wrath filled plight will usher in
In a age of mourning will stand for all to see
When their light was taken