Texty:
Forest Pale Transformation Hymns

off her coat again winter turns and goes to rest Birds encircle treetops green summer brings the final test Sunshine bring me transformation Shedding

When we were young and regarded the world with hope we came to feel pretty soon the burning of the rope The cosmos grew far too vast, our faces turned

I'm clinging to the red drapes while listening to eaten tapes The footsteps booming in my ear every second a hundred years The walls are tall and

Lies!" claimed the liar when truth had widened every eye History re-written once the false was told "goodbye!" Alone, the once proud shape now stands

Crystal wings on angel backs descending far above our tracks Puny minds beneath their lives A flight of glory over star encrusted skies Drift into

In tune, the final June the oceans overflow Deranged, the deserts range to mankind's final show So soon, the final goon the darkest hole is full