Ice Choir Bounding Lyrics

Wound agape the blade
Sear'ed heart
Bound for…
Wilted melody, rusted prose
Darkening the mind, my beast through snow

Now, trapped at last
On and on, through endless vast
New scenery swells
Tides of discontent

Guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm(ony)

You, my fading song
Tatter'ed cloth
Hang on
Needled cliffs will turn
To fields of felt;
A quilted earth
From cell to cell New bitter desires
Told my guilt
"Be still awhile"
Vice, cold in the vein
Whispering backwards in the rain
Elysian and false

So guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm(ony)

I want your love
Or isolate control
A fractured shape
Some silhouetted goal…
…I'm bounding back my love

Guide my arc of flight
Bend the compass arm
And steer me clear of harm(ony)