Brown Bird End Of Days
Winter caps the rooftops
And shrouds the earth in silence
Skadi howls and mourns
And revels in the whiteness
My world is so small
Inside our cozy walls
So warm and so threatened by the end of days
The time will surely come
When all is blown undone
But I will still be with you my love
This deafening quiet
May grasp around my chest
But I will pry it's bony fingers free
Silver lines the windows
Cobwebs in the corners
Of the homes where once human minds did dwell
The earth is thrown asunder
The god's deafening thunder
Sweeps over and crumbles all we knew
The time will sure come
When all is blown undone
But I will still be with you my love
Cold may come surround us
Death's hand try to bind us
But I will pry his bony fingers free
The time will surely come
When all is blown undone
But I will still be with you my love
This deafening quiet
May grasp around my chest
But I will pry it's bony fingers free
