Roots From Below

Roots From Below

Roots From Below

insomnia trapped in darkness can’t glow
awakened memories of superficial molten flow

high tales sold from down, down… below

spliced hollow shell
uncrowned bell

spiraling cornerstone
of untainted undertow

practical sin rips what he had sow
it’s quite the show

unpractical obituaries with no hands

bow
now
bow

how many chances good man can throw
how many romances good men can stow

into the midnight’s pit
into the stubborn abyss

called sooty snow

between pillars of eternity,
death to unfaithful fraternity

is this all you know
is this all your thoughts can mow

when your hands
when your mind

starts to grow

war is slow

but engulfed bar
can imitate the death row

in the end all places rest
like whitest glow

all stars whisper
like whitest snow

spliced shell
cornerstone of untainted undertow

how many chances good men can throw
how many romances good men can stow

into the midnight’s pit
into the stubborn abyss

called sooty snow

friend or foe

let’s light this
gloomy show

northern albatros

let them know

somebody
some heads

need to go

lets go!!!

Roots From Below

Can you hear the violent song?

Roots From Below

this is your…
this is your

deathrow.

lets f…

go!!!