This is a revised version of the first metal song I ever composed.
lyrics
What is dead illuminates
and births a bowl of ashen gems.
Dreaming… the soul rises
in wisps of smoke.
A faraway voice cried,
I am lost without you.
An echo was all I had,
a memory of trees and clear water.
I am lost without you.
There I lay in a shroud of mist,
a forgotten elder in solitude:
hid from the sun by the shadows of shrines,
breathing the scents of sepulchral blooms.
They feed on long-buried flesh,
and I feel I am one of them.
Silent, rotting.
There in the water… I saw the moon…
her outline was black.
Under her gaze, resplendent-
I watched as god fell.
His flesh became leaves of seasons long-gone.
I rejoiced as I peered
into the ash of divinity…