Here we hear over our silence

Remember, if you sleep, nightmares will end.

Pray for me, you'll be remembered

For what you've been revealed all has been done.

Erase your shadows, the black is there (the blackest there?)

A storm of vultures coming closer for the end

Remind your sorrow back through the light

The night that follows is our promise to be in the right.

Down the hill, over the barren land

I hear you call my name begging for death.

Beyond the world, shattering our silence

And scattering the vultures that revealed

The morning tide, the secure hide for the sleepers

And drifting in the air we'll meet the great warlord.