The moon steers me across the sea

Winds howl at me, death's mockery

Heavens drag me through winter's dream

At night, I rest in withered sleep

Transverse the seas over the depths of the starless abyss

To drown under her waves is to feel only emptiness

The moon steers me across the sea

Winds howl at me, death's mockery

Life sickens me, inflamed instinct

Inside I bleed, my flesh I eat

How long have I breathed this air of stifling unrest?

Should I cease to breathe and fall into her stillness?

Levia

Levia

Levia

Levia