The Unending

Now breathe in the fumes of dusk Decrepit fire that burns its last Hear, winter sings its silent song The night is cold, the night is long Night is cold Night is long Oh Now seek out the embers last And shed your skin, shed your mask Hear the winter, beseech her silent song The night is cold, the night is long We dance on the docks, the desolate sidewalks Ramshackle homes, glistening rooftops Break bread with the dark, the noon and the dusk Sing songs of the dying, of life and of lust For life burns so bright in the advent of the dying Our desperate souls near the end now awakening Break bread with the moon, the stars and the sun Sing songs of the living, those gone and those lost

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 27, 2026

This is the twilight The dusk of all abundance Our fates are in decline Through this twilight Through the dawn of deliverance We seek the morning star We seek the stars above We seek our destinies We seek the city lights We seek the profound night We seek the stars to grant us lore Our destinies shrouded above The city lights have long since died yet still we carry on And through the night we gather all the runes to bring us Avalon Intoxicated with the root, the brew and flower We seek the stars above We seek our destinies We seek the city lights We seek the profound night We follow Morgan's trail

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Mar 27, 2026