Dies Irae

The valley consumes your shadow
You feel yourself separate
The wind burns us gently
God wills: disintegrate

Born to burn, you learn to be blind
Mocking yourself, you leave us behind
Shimmered razor rivers above
We turn our backs on the Highest Love

Wires descend, taking your form
Clouds animate in the eye of the swarm, the
Drone in the air, deafening and alive
Consuming the light, the winds beg to survive

Impossible forms darken the sky
Larger than ever, you'll never know why, the
Edge of the world quakes under your feet, where
Heaven and Earth will finally meet

The motion ends, the sky bled white
All of our dreams turn into night, the
Tides of land roll slowly away
Day of wrath, moment of decay

(choir) Moments decay...
(choir) Moments decay...