Have ye courage, o my brethren? Hte signs are everywhere Some did not see it coming Others refused to see I can feel it in the tingle of the air In the heartbeat of the earth And I can tell that the storm is Coming all down on me
Come redemption As the litany of abandonment Rings through ruined temples As the darkest night of them all Falls upon the scorched Home shores As the great fervour within Is crawling in stasis and dirt
Earthbound Yet striving to walk upon the wind Always downwards - and toward The farthest sides of the north
There come The agents of change Stiff and inert Pillars of reason And pillars of belief In the footsteps Of their fathers' virtues Always downwards - and toward The farthest sides of the north There is the nadir There comes the storm
