The Shallow Voice Of The Wind

Cries Between These Ebony Wings

The Shallow Cries Of The Win

Sing A Swansong For Mankind



Shine On Morning Skyfire

Ablaze This Final Day

The Autumnal End, The Dawn Of Man

The Centuries Fade Below My Feet



I Soared Above Them

As They Worthlessly Poured

Thought From A Chalice

As Wisdom Would Flow,

Twilight Would Come To Pass

Drink Oh Hallowed Cup Of Life



Shine On Evening Skyfire

Paint The Sky With The Blood Of A Raven

Bereavement, Oh Garment Of Ebony

As Embers Dress The Dusk Of Man...