Scorns Of Time

Left Hand Solution

Singing that died away

The nightingale silenced

In this world, our decadence

The sweetness turned sour

Naked and bled



Her blackened wings spread

Feathers - burned and frayed

Sore and sick she fades

The nestling falls down

Dead on earth



As sickness takes hold

Of the essence

Naked and bled

Her blackened wings spread

Feathers - burned and frayed



Sore and sick she fades

Together we die

Born unable

Expose the filth

Suppressed within