Dismembered and thrown to the wolves
A filthy cradle in unusual calm
In the fields by the purple rose
Bright light and nobody cares
Storm and urge in new disguise
A mother resurrected in this night
Cross the old bridge by the river
Burn her and try to remember
Dried tears from the acrid smoke
Out of the storm you rage
This journey will not last forever
Immersed in light, you shine
Misery in silver and out of body
Burn her and try to rеmember
Dried tеars from the acrid smoke
Burn her and try to remember
Dried tears from the acrid smoke
Storm
Moor released Tears From Acrid Smoke on Thu Mar 02 2023.