Poor Mortal Lost — текст песни (This Ascension)

run swiftly, silently
heartbeat deafens
drowns the human
body tense, tinge of fear
blood rushes, no stir
camouflage, safety, ease
down into the ground
not a breath, and not a sound
dashes under and around
mother`s arms
she wears the crown
in the plush
of earth she lies
alone forever
with these cries
feels not hunger
feels not thirst
doesn`t she know
she`s not the first
endures her lot
the bitter frost
poor little girl
poor mortal lost
poor mortal lost
save your mind
save your soul
beware of her
a charm of old
as innocent
as night`s cold
the bell has its
untimely toll
poor mortal lost
poor mortal lost