Lyrics The Spirits Wept - Thirdmoon

The Spirits Wept

On the other side I opened the hand before me
I walked across tears on which angels are nailed
I cut down the weeping face
But the spirits tried to weep again — in my breast
…and through oceans and sheeps
I stare like a philosopher
Constant I crawl across the mud of the aeons ice
And above the nightfall
There lies a symbolic hand
Like dewdrops on a withered leave — spirits weeps
The sun leads your cold and dying hand to a dart
And like with other tears you pull it in my heart
Now, come closer to me, so I can put myself away
What do you expect from me
While standing on my position?
Last words — a play on tears — depature of cosmic God
I dream your dreams — I breathe the different kind
I stay on a small chair, but for you its a serpent world
NOT FAR AWAY
Costal angels on depature not drowned
I am afraid of the outside paradise
When watching into waters
But with an astral knife I split my heart
My flaming tears will be flattered — by wept spirit tears