[ti:Evening View]
[ar:súl ad astral]
[al:Afterglow]
[01:45.19]This night, the children of comfortable ignorance
[01:51.14]Sleep softly in beds of the silently slain
[02:00.33]The lapping of those ancient tongues
[02:04.26]Upon ankles of the younger ones
[02:07.90]Reaching up like the fires in the skies
[02:15.37]The weight of the world is too much for even itself
[02:23.14]What might rise from the ashes of a cave-in?
[02:30.57]Great mass form like that on a holy day
[02:37.83]Great mass more like that of a cancer in the land