Believe the sea high waves
Upon our coming storm
Hear the roaring tide
As we name a dawn
See the ice
In which we craft our souls
Earth's frozen cries
The dark benight your kind
Monstrously the seas rage afar
As if to hide from that which near
Skyward from the sea salt air
Our vision knew a giant fall
See the ice
In which we craft our souls
Life's frozen cries
The dark benight your kind
A place of utterness
Beyond the wilderness
Through a darkened terrain
That fades in emptiness
Walkers of the dust
Survivors of the blast
Slowly they move but far
Behind all time
Into the solar fall
Believe the sea high waves
Upon our coming storm
Hear the roaring tide
As we name a dawn
Monstrously the sea rages afar
As if to hide from what which near
Skyward from the seas alt air
Our vision knew a giant fall
See the ice
In which we craft our souls
All frozen cry
The dark benight your kind
The last sunset flame
Dust of ice drifts the Earth
Lightning plays
In depths of no rebirth
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