Beyond the Self

The day is turning to night Burning rays drown in ashes In the skylight figures shade The Prophet was right, it's the End The mountains are trempling The seas boil in rage Heavens glow crimson haze The light is starting to fade The pale erases the wo

So we part ways Turning our source and our regrets Reaving our might This tide recalls our soul down by the sea We were lonely drops in a reverse wave Pretending our life was innocent Deceived by our eyes, all we knew was pain Sinking aside This puls