Ivy Thorns upon the Barrow

Soul-bearer guide me
Above this mindless life
Above the willow and the wading trees
Over perceived horrors, over blinding faiths
To find my waking hour
Uncaged and free

Raven-wings carry me forth
To feel the blades of grass once more
That in life failed to grow
Hold the flowers that withered in sorrow
Breathless, embraced
In ivy thorns upon the barrow

The way goes ever on
Past the stream and wandering star
Under mountains of old decеit
Over white seeds sown in winter

Bеnt, distorted, twisted, and old
Led through dead-end roads till we’re cold
Even if some endure and search an awakening
Like caged birds they yearn scented gardens in spring
To break away from the delirium
To open their eyes, even if late is the hour
Like from a dream, it wakes their soul

The dead move quick and silent
Over great barren seas
Only the dead can see them
Portraits of life
Grey but vibrant are they
Breathless but full of life
They’ve reached the summit
And their wake is complete

Raven-wings carry me forth
To feel the blades of grass once more
That in life failed to grow
Hold the flowers that withered in sorrow
Breathless, embraced
In ivy thorns upon the barrow

The dream, the illusion of life
That has gone past its time
My eyes are peered to see
My mind has been set free
The final fate is sealed for I’m not blinded

And my wake is complete!