The Black Uncharted

Fortified and concealed

In layers of leaf-thin safety

Where the trails of burning gold

Cross upon the black uncharted



When all waters were one water

And darkness not yet bleached by light

From before man set foot on any soil

One source

Cold experience



You can never flee

From the fate of your mortality



Touched by the cold

The elder among the old



A touch of the black

Opening of the eyes



A vision of clarity

Cold infinity



Cross upon the black uncharted

Formless the shape in the sky



Black through glass night

Horned mastery

Cold infinity



All hope lays waste

Faith lays dead

No value in a crown of sticks

Spiritual is the reward

For your victory

Awakening!



A touch of the black

Opening the eyes



A vision of clarity

Cold infinity



Cross upon the black uncharted

Formless the shape in the sky



Black through glass night

Horned mastery

Cold infinity