The Wine That Flows

The wine that flows from your hands
 Is the force that shall release the world
 The wine that flows from your hands
 Shall release the world from the silent longing
 Let the clouds ascend from the land
 We reveal ourselves
 And our silent longings
 For it's time that we face the end
 We release ourselves
 From these faithful bindings
 In tortured corridors, the mechanical laughter
 Rises and falls in the piercing nights
 And the winter bells sing a hollow song
 Releasing the force of the gentle mights
 And the wine that flows from your hands
 Shall release the world
 Let the clouds ascend from the land
 We reveal ourselves
 And our silent longing
 For it's time that we face the end
 We release ourselves
 From these faithful bindings