Scattered waves droning
Deafening silence in-between
Beacons for damned beings flickering
A weak pulse in the darkness
Before enlightened, illuminated by reddish rays
The horizon - it paints itself in the sand
Only scratching the eyes and those grains
The deep roar reaches
Right into the heart - right into the soul
Sparrows drenched with salt
Escape with the thirsty wind
Sprayed with salt even more
As the ocean stretches its arms into the sky
I saw the mirror of the world on those shores
Heard wretched and half-spoken words by unseen birds
Feathers of coal, from the ivory mine
Black salt and sweat - melting
We spoiled our breath
Against the droning
We spoiled our breath
Against the droning
I saw the mirror of the world on those shores
The eyes - reflected
But the gaze is drowning
The eyes - reflected
But the gaze is drowning
The soul is drowning