Spektraal

By Orob

On Aube noir

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The Elders have seen the clouds looming

They told their sons and daughters to run and hide on the hills

Never your hearts shall turn back to the see

I greet the newborn with an iron tainted smile

For deep In my heart I mourn, foreseeing what is to come

I crossed the Neptune’s torch, reached the caverns of sleep

We were all thrown back to the shore, empty souls adrift

Spectral is my ship

Empty is my soul

We believe no more on the great gods, and nor do thеy believe in us

Voracious is our appеtite, we swallowed the skies they once used to sit upon

The mooring ropes are cut, the caverns of Ulu are full

I turned to be the herald of the new dawn, stars falling into a raging ocean

And so they left their houses taking women and children

Braving their serment to the old

And when they reached the highest mount

They saw what the elders have seen

Heavy is the grief upon the fragile heart of men

And these people loved upon all the sight of the sea

Would you grow old knowing you will never see stars again

Without hearing the gulls and waves

And from your treason you'll witness the birth of an age

And time and land shall be erased

The spear of destiny shall take you to the bottom of the oceans

And drown your soul

In olden days I was a man who chose exile

To follow the mists of my questions

And a fire consumed me, burning brighter as my path lengthened

Now the fire is dead and my heart turns empty