Believe the sea high waves upon our coming storm

Hear the roaring tide as we name a dawn

See the ice in which we craft our souls

Earth's frozen cries the dark benight your kind



Monstruosly the seas rage afar as if to hide from that which nears

Skyward from the seasalt air our vision knew a giant fall

See the ice in which we craft our souls

Life's frozen cries the dark benight your kind



A place of utterness beyond the wilderness

Through a darkened terrain that fades in emptiness...

Walkers of the dust survivors of the blast

Slowly they move but far behind all time into the solar fall...



Believe the sea high waves upon our coming storm

Hear the roaring tide as we name a dawn

Monstruosly the seas rage afar as if to hide from that which nears

Skyward from the seasalt air our vision knew a giant fall

See the ice in which we craft our souls

All frozen cries the dark benight your kind

The last sunset flame dust of ice drifts the earth

Lightning plays in depths of no rebirth