Within my gaze, an all-surrounding absence A present form of abyss cloaked in ice I feel nothing, my arms merge with the waters My eyes steeled to the throne of the night Within the void, the presence nearer gathers Among the storm, they arrive from the sky
In their battalions, the Victory is screaming We are alone in the throne of the night
Come waters, embalm me in thine hold I feel nothing
My eyes are fixed on the terrestrial landscapes Winter's moon calls me now, I await the season's change
The Arctic journey, it's ending ever-nearing I feel nothing but the lack of a soul
In thine abyss, thy presence ever-reaching Gasping for breath, grasping for control
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