Luminary gates open wide Bringing perfection upon the ground Flood tides with its obsidian eyes
Dead memories scarred the stars that made these wounds in the depths of the ocean
Like false hopes I silence the fear The blood of silence My eternal stream of burden As the winds crawl to my heart I'll betray the darkest of waters to unwind
In the waking hours the judgment is ours Ours to pass by the enlightment of ghosts Creating mist disfiguring shapes Nocturnal light upon a new season
Towards the light at the end I fly like a sparrow with wings of clay Sun-ashened bones in the ruins of northern shine I'll divide the day from night