Further Out

Behind the velvet sunlight
Lays on the grove, lays on the trees
Tremble darkest figure
What lays in the wound, lays in the seed
Winter thorn speaks of him
Cry through the night, dark father appear
These wounds have all been for him
Bathed in light, bathed in fear
Behind the velvet sunlight
Lays on the grove, lays on the trees
Tremble darkest figure
What lays in the wound, lays in the seed
Oh, so warm here, cold father
He waits here for you
He who would not see the love