The last thing I recall are clouds Shaped like a thousand grinning mouths With gnashing teeth, seemed lashing out To guard the Moon as she creeps out From underneath blackness of treacherous sea Become the most high. Dance your light upon me I catch my reflection, consumed by the sight I shudder at myself alone in the moonlight I beg with the mist of ancient sea A thousand mouths to show their teeth A fog with physicality You shall be salt When I awoke I was merely a hull Flesh and my bone becomе barnacles Clouds come back laughing Tore you from my sight I shuddеr at myself alone in the moonlight I beg with the mist of ancient sea A thousand mouths to show their teeth A fog with physicality You shall be salt I heard your thoughts I hear your prayers I heard your calls I smell your fears I hear your words You wanted all I gave the world But at a cost I beg with the mist of ancient sea A thousand mouths to show their teeth A fog with physicality You shall be salt I beg with the mist of ancient sea A thousand mouths to show their teeth A fog with physicality You shall be salt If you don't stand in the way She wouldn't hesitate to brush us all away