Stolas - Proving Grounds lyrics

The Hunter wakes and feels hungry neglecting time, will k** the weak No medicine will come of rain, craving wonder in a mystery Out of arrows, so she plants the seeds a solid promise to feed a need to worry Hands that come alive, grasping at the tree line. Hands free of all care Hands that guide the knife. Take what you want and discard your vices. What will you sacrifice to live this way? Betraying the distance You better stay out Take what you want, discard your vices What will you sacrifice to live this way? The malady invisible at the moment it’s first witnessed So just breathe. I can't with so much air alive to grant life the weak can only see. Hands that come alive, grasping at the tree line. Hands free from all care. Hands that guide the knife. Take what you want and discard your vices. What will you sacrifice to live this way? Betraying the distance You better stay out Her mouth is stitched with roots the earth refused to keep. She speaks escape in every place we sleep Her hands, soft skin A cure clawing for disease The serpent with its tail between its teeth Her eyes made bright with candles hewn from careful bones The wax it wanders, winds her throat Her breath is so loud Her mouth is stitched with roots the earth refused to keep She speaks escape and now I can't leave her flying out to roam all on her own You see the trembling on the ends of her wings? Because of you, it’s been shaking so consistently Leave behind the ghosts Leave behind the fires of home Every ounce of Hope is lost in the steps that we don’t know. Leave behind the ghosts Leave behind the fires of home Every ounce of Hope. Hands that guide the sharp edge will turn towards the rope.