To the Wind - Neurosis
I saw god in death through you
Most things we'll never know
The darkest water runs in
The feasting cancerous
The questions burn in cages of
A masterless life of disease
All that feel
The warning see
To will its steeds
Of black to cut us down
Of white
To light our sound
Of red to burn and drown
And grey
To spread like ash
To the ground
And to the wind
To the wind
To the wind
To the wind
To the wind
To the wind