Silence
My breath condenses, in the freezing air The trails of vapour taking flight The willow's web swaying in the breeze Catching my dreams At the edge of a precipice The resonance is my own breathing Addicted to the ambience Smile as the abyss casts its net When I stand on the peaks looking down to the glens No matter the time just give in to the silence Betraying my inner sense of calm The ever prevailing presence The rivers still run in spate through the Glen And always I find I'll surrender to silence Ripples of shockwaves from beyond The call of descendants Just give in to the silence Ethereal fingers with a gentle shove Shifting perspective in the rain Raising my eyes to the sky above Aurora and flame Have I reached heaven yet? Along the way I stopped believing Fell victim to the transience Worship at the altar of the void When I stand on the peaks looking down to the glens No matter the time just give in to the silence Betraying my inner sense of calm The ever prevailing presence The rivers still run in spate through the Glen And always I find I'll surrender to silence Ripples of shockwaves from beyond The call of descendants Just give in to the silence Just give in to the silence Tributaries flowing free, deterioration unseen "Not til we have lost the world Do we begin to find ourselves" Trying to feel something profound I'm still resentful of the daily burdens "Not til we have lost the world Do we begin to find ourselves" Trying to feel something profound I'm still resentful of the daily burdens And here comes the snow The black clouds descend Malevolent, foreboding, with vicious intent White landscape like a sheet and no hope in the bleak White landscape like a sheet and no hope in the bleak And here comes the snow The black clouds descend Malevolent, foreboding, with vicious intent White landscape like a sheet and no hope in the bleak I'm admitting defeat, my soul is too weak When I stand on the peaks looking down to the glens Plotting a course that summons me miles from home (Just give in to the silence) When I stand on the peaks looking down to the glens Plotting a course that summons me miles from home (Just give in to the silence) When I stand on the peaks looking down to the glens Plotting a course that summons me miles from home (Just give in to the silence) The Aurora's gone The Aurora's gone
Submitted by NecroGod — Jun 08, 2026