The darkness gleams up to me
So uncertain its movement
So pure its incessant might
Its sentiment is infernal
What lurks beneath its surface
What desires the soul of mine
Which depth hide below its skin
Which rocks want to cleave my heart
Waves are whispering silently
Sparks crap up to spread so slowly
Now I perceive the sound of drums
Now I see the fires burn
To be torn from my natur
Up to the black horizons
Into the black river I flee