Wormwood Ascendant (versione 2)

Verse

Spores in your skin, an iron current flows

Lanterns of frost on the wire that glows

A slow awakening, no name to claim

Only the fire that eats the frame

Every dawn now is a death to bear

Burning down where love used to stay

In this wilderness of darkened grain

Pre-Chorus

Iron in my blood, it's spreading wide

Frost along your cheekbones, eyes divide

One last gasp for what we had found

But the fire keeps burning on the ground

Are you ready now to walk through flames?

Chorus

Wormwood Ascendant, rise with me

Burning in every part of history

Nothing left but ash and gold

Let the darkness turn us bold

Wormwood Ascendant, let it fall

I will carry this fire through it all

We'll find the silence on the other side

Where the world that's gone leaves nothing but a light

Verse

Frost is moving in where your pulse used to be

Bones are turning heavy as can be

Iron spores inside, they start to climb

Till every last thing you owned is mine

Not an end, not even yet

Just the beginning of where we get

I will find a way to make it right

Pre-Chorus

Let it fall like winter's rain

Take me through the heart of pain

Every breath I take becomes a flame

That cuts away what never was but seems real

Are you ready now to let it go?

Chorus

Wormwood Ascendant, rise with me

Burning in every part of history

Nothing left but ash and gold

Let the darkness turn us bold

Wormwood Ascendant, let it fall

I will carry this fire through it all

We'll find the silence on the other side

Where the world that's gone leaves nothing but a light

Bridge

No more running from what you can't define

I'm the weight you've always been trying to leave behind

You said goodbye, I just got here now

And every last thing that used to hold you down

Is burning out like a small town in a storm

Leaving only ash where love was torn

That's okay, because I am still the same

The one you were afraid of when it all went wrong this time

Chorus

Wormwood Ascendant, rise with me

Burning in every part of history

Nothing left but ash and gold

Let the darkness turn us bold

Wormwood Ascendant, let it fall

I will carry this fire through it all

We'll find the silence on the other side

Where the world that's gone leaves nothing but a light