As beasts, we crawl
Our souls in tatters
Low to the dirt, we scrape
Degraded and hollowed
Hollowed

Callous winds come ripping
Every small light consumed
Cower in rooms, made coffins
Quiver, as to dust, we turn
To dust

Drift weightless without form
Stilled in timeless air
Hang eternal stars
Coursing paths we cross
Into lightening sky
Fading

On frozen peaks
First red rays earth from heavens sever
All born, empty and silent
From blind night torn
New dawn unveiled