Текст песни Hamartia

A fletcher crafts an arrow, my inheritance of storms.
The voice within, the human heart: A hungry gorge.
I must own with shame the vulture and the chain, the rock, the seas to cover our dark spirits.Against Nature - Hamartia - http://ru.motolyrics.com/against-nature/hamartia-lyrics.html
Look up from you navel, that mirror reflecting mirrors.
The way up, the way down are the same.
Seeds waiting for rain, nothing untouched remains, a barren tree made leafless.