The Altar

Bleeding red from a blushing hue Sun splashes onto rocks below This liquid gold, this fade to blue No more leaves left to grow Keeping time has made me lose All these things I held so close The paths I take, the same as old No more leaves left to grow Building love just to tear it down Tower crashes into dust below This temple falls, this ode to sound No more leaves left to grow What will balance mean When I am alone; Whеn God comes to collect But I'm already gonе? What will balance mean when I am alone? Bleeding red from a blushing hue Sun splashes onto rocks below What will balance mean When I am alone; When god comes to collect But I’m already gone?