This is bleak but in beautiful translation
From infinity, to the pen, to the mouth
I sing for the undertow
Darkling, I listen to its crash upon my shore
These scars are but memories to cherish
Promises carved into a chasm wall
I remain hidden inside their words,
Composed like bronze
I bend a knee
Before the sun that dives in the sea
When I die, fling my ashes high,
For the wind to disperse
All my intentions remain ethereal,
All my dreams impossible,
Save the ones I lived
When I die, fling my ashes to the wind
credits
from The Black Atlantic - Darkling, I Listen EP (2012),
released January 13, 2012
Music by Geert van der Velde, Kim Janssen, Matthijs Herder, Simon van der Heide
Lyrics by Geert van der Velde
Recorded by Matthijs Herder
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