It captures, It'll capture me
just like a bird stopped motionless in mid-air while rising to flight.
It petrifies, it petrifies me
and carves my heartwood hollow inside
Show me the fury of a rapid current, dammed before, now flowing free.
Beat the blind faith into my heart
Give me mighty strenght of the wounded bear, o' spiritbird of mine.
Teach me the humility of an old maple tree,
Old maple's humility as humble teach me to be.
Glow light to my eyes,
Give me something pure. something to believe in.
It fades the leaves of my hearttree, tearing them off, one by one.
It oppresses, enslaving me
Slowly sucking my strenght for itself aging me before my time.