The fires burn as the dismal shore seems to perish
Like the quietus of his dying dream
Softly grasping the infinite, the shoreless escapes
Like silver beams they travel the swell
In their cold remembrance
where moon drank the waters venery
A gaze of silver to its bleak fathoms,
where a painful oath was thrown
Dying words broken into silent bliss of soul
And no light shall escape his brow
Like waves once leave the shore, never to return
As the haven breaks to nothingness
And like his tears, they will melt the stone
Over harbouring night
Receiving only death or life
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This lyric was posted anonymously. Not yet confirmed by Book of Metal.
