A storm of gray ashes lashes my face
I watch the sky unreal and pale
I witness the dance of clouds
Until the tide breaks against the rock
Waking up the silence's reign
Where I stand, the skin of the earth
Rests now of sand and stone
When the waters turn our memories to stones
Where I dance is where we will die
The black ashes take me to a timeless sleep
In which I fall, like you will too
The springs melt in the beat
Obsidian walls of larva
Where I stand, we become rust
An empty shell, dying on the seaside
We are this desolated show
This absence of colour
My eyes are veiled by the dust, thick and heavy
Stone-faced gaze of the mountain
Watching me fight my way
Through the looming stones
And I run...
I run the disembodied woods, the ash coated landscapes
They are waiting to take me, but the gray mist will pretend that here,
I never was...
1 | Winter Tides |
2 | Thief Of Light |
3 | Thy Decay |
4 | Fragments |
5 | Ice Cold Conscience |
6 | Death Diaries |
7 | Where All Has Been Wasted |
8 | Through Frail Visions I Lay |
9 | One Reckless Sleep |
10 | Ageless Fever |