Tiamat Only In My Tears It Lasts
Overhead my spirit flies In plasticide and crimson skies Whispering winds in moonlit wood A totem oak once golden stood How I wish that you were here Before all flowers disappeared We'd lay together in the sun Before the mindrape had begun Now stones are falling from my hands Are shaking all my beloved land A watery glimpse back on my past And only in my tears it lasts