Becoming the shadow
Obsidian streams
A fatal desire
Let it burn yourself clean
North winds call
Autumn spires fall
Death heals all
Bound, bound to the ceaseless
North winds call
Autumn spires fall
Death heals all
Bound, bound to the ceaseless seasons
One step closer
To your meaning
The eye slowly opens
For all time
Blind to reason
Free from conscience
Resisting existence
North winds call
Autumn spires fall
Death heals all
Bound, bound to the ceaseless
