Finisterra

the world has turned once more inside brought up a message from our dead: the ones you love the most are the ones you hurt as deep the world has turned once more inside anchored into captivity the ones you wanted the most the ones you buried under sea exit wounds, waterdrums, dream the eternal return tree of life rotting inside, autumn leaves, winter white a light at the end of the world whole world a ghost shading inside true love waits for the bless of death the doubt that sets me free not to remember anything stillborn, bloodlet, die in our feet like the trees earthsong, neverland, let the blood have its way a light at the end of the world was it for this we sold our souls? was it for this we missed our chance of leaving? (for) a lie at the end of the world