Upon an endless churning black sea,
As painted stars dance through all horizons,
Yet unseen hands left the canvas blank
Another gleaming star in the dead light
Speak to me, in your heart's tongue
And your words, shall drip like tears
Falling deeper, into a silent ocean
Traversed, in the cavernous depths of every sky
We are the storm in every sky,
Born of ancestral salvation,
By ageless voices guided,
Unto astral rebirth
Fifty thousand souls awaiting,
For heavenly gates to swing open,
And to behold the distant glory,
Forever hidden from our eyes
And in the dreaming eye,
A shadow of Eden,
With a heartbeat of smoke
The forever burning core ablaze
By the sunlight vestige,
Victims clutch at fetters,
Yet in this light
Lethargy looks so divine