Heresy

from Heresy' 2010 by Vrani Volosa

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lyrics

The faded day tends to an end
Colorful darkness turns black from red
The skies are breathing, they loose their cry
Upon the soil we were born and will die
The stone is broken, the leaves feel pain
A promise was stolen, a hope in vain
The forest’s whispers faded today
Our darkness has come to take us away

It’s a heresy
The traitor’s tongue stabbed me so deep
We lost our friends, our hearts still beat
We’re off for a search, a doubt to bend
A promise was made: “Till we reach our end!”
The branches shake in funeral dance
They try to warn us for approaching steps
An ambush is due to traitor’s words
An ambush is due to traitor’s words

It’s a heresy

The salty blood that you can taste is the trace of our resistance
The fresh deep wounds that you can see are the path that you could follow
The salty blood that you can taste is the trace of our resistance
The last drop of blood that I can give till I fall, till I die

The faded day tends to an end
Colorful darkness turns black from red
The skies are breathing, they loose their cry
Upon the soil we were born and will die
The stone is broken, the leaves feel pain
A promise was stolen, a hope in vain
The forest’s whispers faded today
Our darkness has come to take us away

It’s a heresy

The salty blood that you can taste is the trace of our resistance
The fresh deep wounds that you can see are the path that you could follow
The salty blood that you can taste is the trace of our resistance
The last drop of blood that I can give till I fall, till I die

Faithful you should be and follow what we did
Painful memories discovered you our grief