The waves, the mountains
The reckoning, the end
The crash, the shatter
Our lives are short, time is tenuous
Sleep with sweet silence beckoning
I am the tides
Vicious, unrelenting
Serrated shoreline
Carved out, hollowed, by your hand
By your hand
The cairn, it stands atop the mountains (stands atop the mountains)
The monolith in rubble at its feet (monolith in rubble at its feet)
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew (dirt and leaves and sinew)
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk (this earthen, lifeless husk)
By your grace, your divinity
I am the tides
The monolith in rubble at its feet (monolith in rubble at its feet)
Serrated shoreline
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk (this earthen, lifeless husk)
By your grace, your divinity
The cairn is built atop the mountains
Sturdy, unrelenting
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew (dirt and leaves and sinew)
Carved out, hollowed, by your hand
By your hand
The cairn is built atop the mountains
The monolith in rubble at its feet (monolith in rubble at its feet)
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew (dirt and leaves and sinew)
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk (this earthen, lifeless husk)
By your grace, your divinity
The waves, the mountains
The reckoning, the end
The crash, the shatter
Our lives are short, time is tenuous
Sleep with sweet silence