Blood Of The Black Owl - Sundrojan

Falling apart at the rising sun
Frozen
I fall back on soft grass
Soil and ice
Looking back
Raging
How did you
Forget ?
The voice has been
Torn
Asunder
Torn

I am torn of truth
Can you look now at the sky ?
And remember ?
Remember
That my heart is bleeding into the world
How many times do we fight this battle
Over and over
Ever onward
Necessary

Sundrojan I grasp for the earth
Sundrojan
I am separate..

This part of me that railed
Was broken
But sees again !
That darkness that bit and clawed
But the blood was thick !
Sundrojan
But I remember !
Remember !
I am now the voice and the speaker
The light and the dusk !
Torn
I am no longer
Torn !
Torn !

Sundrojan
The two are now one !
Sundrojan
Torn asunder !
But re-fleshed !