We're at the shores of time
Our wings fall to our sides
Will we find a home?
Amidst this dark, ancient cold
Lesser lived fragments
Of the once shattered dream
Play as notes in the melody
Of the hope that I used to keep
Father told me
To listen to the words of One
To repent my sins
And give unto Him
Weep beside this oak
Lend your tears to the bark
Cry a silent storm
As draws near your doom
Keep your eyes trained closely
On these movements made in haste
Weaponizing thought into fire
Until all has been erased
This flame, a candle at the base of the bonfire
The caricatures of gods lit the dusk of man
A dirge shatters the morning
The pallor ivory white
Of your stone dead prophet
His wrists drained cold
Wounds as jagged as the mountains
Etched in holy skin
In the mire of tears descends
An overseer of torment
I saw the nightfall
A chalice of vapor
Poured into my soul
The onyx embrace
A phantasma's mist
Graced my shoulder
Shone in rays on my face
The beauty of the burning sun
The crest breaks at the dawn
Seething in the wake of ebony tide
Drift away in the quiet waters
Lose your face and drown with the others
An oceanic grievance
Drew me to the sands below
Damn thyself not
To the agony of ebony tides
I see your suffering
I see your regret
But it is my place
To rest with the Drowned
'Tis a place of torment
A torture beyond eternity
Scars lain deep
Join us not, the Drowned
I will leave you be
Oh Drowned
To sink without
My presence
The boughs of these hills
Sing their longing to me