Awake in the dark Tremble before the regal angel death Hide behind forced open eyes A magnificence that serves to remind We’ve let too many years slip by The sorrow song of the lark The lonely river’s twilight drone The willow weeping in the dark Lament the dead in the great unknown
It’s something to admire The way you let go so easily But me, I’m still afraid to die And if I’ve ever spoken otherwise It was all blind hubris and fear-filled lies The distant chatter of a television The rhythmic ringing of an unanswered phone
The humming freezer in the kitchen Herald you to the great unknown Becoming one with the static A whitest noise Last am transmission to send you Into the void I pray peace awaits us there Where nightside moons rejoice
