Far past the peaks of the north

Beyond the reach of the frozen Khallel

Reigns a wasteland of ice

Of boulders and spikes

And quartz spires piercing the sky

So high even eagles dart by

And the sky is choked with coal dust and lye

The wind whips filth in your eyes

Where the sun will never rise

A land past it's prime

Where banshees howl and cry

But the world passes them by

Here are the wisps of the earth

A black desolate girth

With fissures so wide

Belching ash in the sky

And the sun hides 'tween the clouds

A dark thunder shroud

Fleeing those sounds

Of the winter inbound

Hey

Suddenly we start to see

The storms of false destiny

Crash like waves on the sea

And reason doth flee

Watch how the sun fades to blue

And the stars winking true

Speak only riddles to you

In a land ever dark

The night lasts an age

Spilling ink on the page

Condemned to the fade