The Moonlight shattered across the breaking waves
In the distance the dark clouds swell and grow...
As the storm approaches


The rain starts to create a haze of sorrow
It's soft sound breaking the eerie silence before the darkness


As the wind picks up rotten dead leaves
Bushing against my face,

Dead and frail like this broken shell
They disintegrate into oblivion


This night of never ending turmoil
This storm of distorted time


The hunger for the end
Yet the strength to go on
To be one with the storm and all it's destructive force

To be one with all that is and was
All that destroys thus created
The blood in our veins that has been passed on since the first dawn

And the dusk that takes our breath away
Feeding the blackness in our hearts