Hung high from parapets
The strong sign of the god
Flung from above
And interposed here
Where nothing before
Could matter more
Now we've seen it
It beckons to you
Calls you to make
A sacrifice
To hollow you out
Bent back and bitter
Made him all that he was
Sold on the song
Afraid to see himself
Alone on the wing
Ready to fly
Embrace the nothingness
The quiet beyond
The song on the wind
The way to nothingness
Where everything stops
And he was persuaded
But never had he felt so elated
And he touched the nothingness
The shadow beyond
Before the spell
Was broken at last