Alloy

Coward - Trillium The basic concept of truth seems to evade you But I am here to set it right I will not squander my faith On fading, failing illusions Longing will not rule my fate Derailing, ailing... Conjure storms, I'll take my chances For I know

Bare light enters These halls Time barely passes The floors Silent for time The Doors Still for air The mirror Blind for movement Time barely passes Right hall Shadows marking Colored cover Left hall Light routes Shall part Pleasant ways Hall behind

Wind in the dawn Screams Does not whisper Through the day Distant Dark clouds gather Fear not In here Storms will enter Winds are still It is us who move Storms are weak Against ones Who stand time Dark clouds Like them Beautiful but helpless Wind in

The sun may stopped rising Light in mornings growing Horizon sky from sea dividing Clouds of waves separating Grey have been our days For longer than one will remember Not a breath of wind in weeks And ages of the last rainfall Yet the oars strike in

Arrived autumn With a visited uninvited And by chill slowly growing With a lesson fully dreadful And by message all displeasing Then arrived autumn With a growing understanding And by vision slowly clearing With belief calmly growing And by readiness

Cold creeps in and I start to feel Each bone of each my fingers Darkness like a cloak on my shoulders Silence almost close enough to touch I play my part Footsteps echo in the corridor In the dust is a left a trail The light pale but not the mind I p

Break the silence deeply sleeping And the stillness lasting ages Once more to start freely moving And the pulse start beating strongly And the words set calmly flowing Blow the dust out of the pipe ends Rid the chains of rust they carry And the pulse