Faerghail: The Drowning


who's children are those lost at sea
the pale black surface
awaiting to devour them
to it's endless womb
no one to claim them
to pull them back on shore

a formula to erase the human beast
in flesh their price is valued
in decadence their history is remembered
bringers of perdition, now watch yourselves drown
...drown in the springs of given life

waters so dark ascending
reeking with sickness from below
the blackness arise from the deep
to flood and ruin the creations

the powers that gather around us
and the malice that lingers unrevealed
no deeds nor prayers
can cease the floods

spiritual functions collapse
and break the harmony
between chaos and clarity
the spectral blessings of waters
deep yearning pits

the drifting - the peaceful drifting
the drowning - the sweet eternal womb

sweet oblivion open your arms
accept this worldly sacrifice