Clawing through the dust of dead gods I'll scatter my bones across the earth Like endless shards of broken glass Carving threnodies in the desert sod Of your grandeur, my weakness Stained palms and clouded sight Maybe one day you'll come to find The trail I hath left behind Woven in relics of the wreckage I sire By the frost of my dying breath May it guide you under moonlit skies Beyond the winds of death To where my bloodied knees Still lie bent for you To where my poisoned heart Still yearns for you Upon seas of deafened ears The emptiness of eyes As the dark becomes So silently shall I Adornment of their waves Banished in the tide As idle shores grieve So silently shall I