The Fragrancy Of Soil Unearthed

Moonrise, at last
Sufferer, join the enigma
Nightfall, the call
Ponderer unto the omega.

In the truthful light of this starlit hall
I am yet to fall!

Until the stars die, until the fate
Until the end's nigh and all the hollow mirth is spent
Until the sun fails, until the worm
Until the earth hails, until my body shall descent.

Here I am king!
Here I am truth alone.

Star-dome extend!
Wanderer into night transcend
When silence then encompasses all
I am yet to fall!

Here I am king!
Here I am truth alone.

Fall, fall!
Light is gone
Fall and fall!
O' dying sun.

Fall, fall!
Light is gone
Fall and fall!
O' dying sun.

Darkness, be my guest!
When all the hollow noise
The soundless shrieks
And senseless words are gone.

Gazing up into the stars
Into velvet crimson skies
Conducting from the earth
The great orchestra of silence.