Текст песни Amber Blues - Vore Complex

I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues
Amber Blues
Amber Blues

October lights loosened a gilded scream
The smash of leaves long past regret of green
Mulch of a memory drilled with driving chill
As wild winds beat the beeches on the hill

I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues

The shingle shackled to the Western shore
Cries in the tide a tired sunset tore
Whipped waves cutting the calm like hay
Wrenching the winter ships in a greying bay

From white-fed wastes the moonbeams drop as bones
Splinter-sliced against uncaring stones
The nails of night have kneaded earth like dough
Grinding meadow grasses into snow

I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues

A year falls silently when no-one's there
Hushed from the hedgerows in a withered prayer
An intimate decay severs each song
A moment's hesitation - then it's gone

I got the Amber Blues
I got the Amber Blues
Amber Blues
Amber Blues