From the album "Rhea Sylvia" | In stores now: http://dthw.sh/thou-rs
There's a sentence. There's a syllable. A point of reference, the ineffable. What man can say no to the weight of the soul while rising? There's a balance unachieved. There's a prophet unbelieved. What man can say no to the weight of the soul while rising? One day when the rain falls hard, one day when the wind blows sharp, once in the deepest moon, we will find you. One breath of deepest sun, disguised in everyone, once sin is reflecting truth, we will find you.