Here, upon my living throne of Veltheimia My cathedra of emerald and red I await the time of the great passing (Into which the world shall be led) The end of the era of the slow death Into an infinite time of glory Closing the age of waste The earth…
Botanist – Upon Veltheim’s Throne Shall I Wait Lyrics
Botanist – The Shape Of He To Come Lyrics
It runs across the soil And through the branches of the trees O’er the canopies upon the hills And into the depths of the sea It can be seen in the paths of birds And in the rising of the waters The shape of he to come It can be…