the reach

• white willow'un sacrament albumunden bir sarki (hatta belki de en iyisi)
  
  ring around the rosies
  a pocket full of posies
  ashes, ashes
  we all fall down
  
  towers tall
  stand before me
  as i leave the hall
  to heed this call
  
  high above
  roses climb
  as eveningis hours die
  a distant cry
  
  i must leave
  all behind
  shed all these ties that bind
  my tethered mind
  
  darkened light
  i must take care
  never shine to bright
  stay out of sight
  
  once, on a windswept shore
  i stood alone
  sensed that far cry
  across the reach
  
  toll the bell
  for this sad world
  was my prison cell
  a pleasant hell
  
  end this pain
  end my time
  in this blind god's domain
  of brutal claim
  
  fragrant night
  give me shelter
  from these stars too bright
  and hide my flight
  
  ring around the rosies
  a pocket full of posies
  ashes, ashes
  we all fall down