Lucid, at the edge of the sky The blood moon calls to me As the sun burns out its light Numina: hold my hands, whilst I dance with entropy I can't bear to feel your sultry grip slip away from me Please don't let go, don't let me fall Into the darkness Into the angst and woe The angst and woe Into the angst and woe "Breathe," she says "Breath in the night..." The cold air will open your eyes To the other side, the other side of the divine "Bliss will not escort you through this forlorn abyss But wisdom and perception will greet you at the rift" "Heed these words, for once you flourish they will not last There's only so much sand in an hourglass" "Once you make the fall, all light will disappear This darkness will entomb you You'll find love with achlyss" This darkness will entomb you You'll find love Spiraling Endlessly Is this what it takes for ourselves to be free? If I give in to everything Will I be one with the mantra within? To kiss the lips of melancholy To hold hands with the mist of grief The echoes of the ancient ones, bid me to dance with death Everything, everything I loved was merely the shadow of youth My soul's voice calls out to Shiva Present to me your eternal mantra