Dark clouds cover the sky blocking the pale illusive moonlight.
A false feeling of protection from that
which obscures the perceptional reality.

But am I not ready to see beyond the matrix
and surrender to the magnificence
of my own being and embrace immortality?

Cold water lands upon my face drowning my thoughts
and my flesh it does purify.

Tonight we roam in absolute darkness,
guided only by the light within.
Radiating.

So, we'll go no more a-roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.

She spoke of a time before the land was weary.
Before the earth was purified
by the edicts of flame and consumed
by the conspicing tides.
As the clock winds down once again.
and the timeline forks,
Expand or expire,
transform or fly away like leaves in the denying winds.

How time stands still
Despite our withering world
I am enchanted by the nocturnal winds.
Still in the emptiness and silence
Heart beating in time to the rhythm of the endless sea
No longer searching
No longer wandering the empty lands in the blood of whter
I walk in shadows
What shall be will be
Before the dawning of the day I'll fade away
Truth exists in nothing and nothing exists outside the mind

Conduit closing

And a dark wind blows...
Empty vessels left scattered
around the roads to nowhere
and as we move past the darkness,
I can't hear a word.
We've been trapped in the belly of a leviathan
but the beast is now bleeding out slowly into the cosmos.

The darkness
the sadness
the sickness
the madness

washed away in a magnificent storm
The earth was beautiful on fire. Now purified.
These are truly the last days of time.