Depths from Penumbra by Mircalla

Purple light – paint the sky
Sad and lonely the nightbird fly
Murky water, invites us
As we walk the shores

Visions of unearthly things, Choir of angels with burning wings
Circling above the water,
that is calm as we enter it

Our bodies caressed by waves
Of the sea, a million graves
As a storm is brewing up,
In the purple sky

Slowly sinking into the deep
To be granted eternal sleep
Our bodies together as one
Underneath the waves

Talk:
In the sky, nightbird fly,
Unearthly things with burning wings
Caressed by waves, a million graves
In the deep, eternal sleep
In the water, the final slaughter
During the storm, we stay warm
And a light, shining bright
- will lead our way

Pitch black, the darkened sky
Happy not lonely the nightbird die
Murky water, invited us
As we walked the shores

No more visions of unearthly things
New really (now) gives us wings
Our bodies caressed by waves
Of the sea
Our graves

• Metal
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