Lunar Amulet - Yoke Of Oblivion

Текст:

we are born with it
it grows into the shoulders
a burden without shape
older than the soil

the beasts drag it in anguish
the rivers carve it hollow
even the mountains stoop
beneath its unseen hand

there is no peace
only the stillness
when the bearer is gone
and the yoke remains

it gnaws the edge of being
it hews the living marrow
it binds all breath to dust
it turns the heart to labor

it bends the spirit downward
it presses bone to powder
it knows no master
and ends as it began

there is no peace
only the stillness
when the bearer is gone
and the yoke remains

there is no peace
only the stillness
when the bearer is gone
and the yoke remains