Текст: Rebuke. Wouldworks. Wings Ii: The Bastard Idioms.

I'll persistently sing until these words grow wings
through the hunger and thirst put my fate into verse

I will craft them with care let their feathers catch air
as they majestically soar over mountains and more

those waxed feathers take sun and detach one by one
and the scream as they fall is the most urgent of all