Feyla – The Veil
A song for the end of the world from Feyla.
I sit under carrion in clover
sensing storms about to hit
Green moves to grey, ripples my way
an ocean whirl dance on the grass
Twisted double-helix of my body;
not everything grows back
Boiling rush of blood throughout my body
Everything flows back
Glowing ladder bent around a place
lifting souls beyond the veil
When push turns to pull,
and cutthroat hearts cool
they’ll rain down from the sky.