Etched in forever, the sum of all that was and all that will be;
Humanity’s agonal breath
It whispers through the trees
A call to nothing
Violence, in the chords that thrum beneath the earth
A low note, it carries on the winds
To every riven channel’s depths
And to every quiet corner,
Where history resonates
Malice, in the chords that thrum beneath the earth
(Beneath the earth)
And in the breaking light, we’ll see the world for what it is Darkness unredeemable
The looming crescendo of the merciless
Dragging all to stillness
The world turns, to the chords that thrum beneath the earth
Beneath the earth
We walk to the glow of forest fires
Wading in paths of black ink,
All things of beauty are forgotten; every night is come
The world: at its end and unending