Song | Silence |
Artist | Dark Fortress |
Album | Ylem |
Scorched by time and death | |
And a bloated sun long since shrivelled | |
The waste lies cold before me | |
God’s creation ground to a shroud | |
That stretches from horizon to horizon | |
When all are dead | |
And all is gone | |
Not a breath stirs the air | |
The faded moon finds only dust | |
Crushed in the grip of a celestial wrath | |
Forever drifting through infinite frozen void | |
I exalt, alone at last | |
Behold my kingdom | |
From horizon to horizon | |
When all are gone | |
At last descends the silence | |
Wide awake to receive this bliss | |
Free of hate, free of pain, free of the need to escape | |
Everflowing, everglowing abyss | |
Drink my spirit, beget new shape | |
For even ruins shall reminisce | |
In powdered bone, the lark of djinns and jinxes | |
And from afar, the stony hiss | |
And lucid moans of copulating sphinxes |
Scorched by time and death | |
And a bloated sun long since shrivelled | |
The waste lies cold before me | |
God' s creation ground to a shroud | |
That stretches from horizon to horizon | |
When all are dead | |
And all is gone | |
Not a breath stirs the air | |
The faded moon finds only dust | |
Crushed in the grip of a celestial wrath | |
Forever drifting through infinite frozen void | |
I exalt, alone at last | |
Behold my kingdom | |
From horizon to horizon | |
When all are gone | |
At last descends the silence | |
Wide awake to receive this bliss | |
Free of hate, free of pain, free of the need to escape | |
Everflowing, everglowing abyss | |
Drink my spirit, beget new shape | |
For even ruins shall reminisce | |
In powdered bone, the lark of djinns and jinxes | |
And from afar, the stony hiss | |
And lucid moans of copulating sphinxes |