Becoming the shadow

Obsidian streams

A fatal desire

Let it burn yourself clean

North winds call

Autumn spires fall

Death heals all

Bound, bound to the ceaseless

North winds call

Autumn spires fall

Death heals all

Bound, bound to the ceaseless seasons

One step closer

To your meaning

The eye slowly opens

For all time

Blind to reason

Free from conscience

Resisting existence

North winds call

Autumn spires fall

Death heals all

Bound, bound to the ceaseless