Convergence - In Mourning

Bleak, the sky is pale or is it the water

Vapor conceals the ends and the beginnings

Adrift between awake and asleep, the stillness entwines a wavering mind

Awake, the trail forms through transparent walls

To make way for stars to walk the surface

The silence enshrouded in a halo of light, to wake the sleeper

Wake up son, the storm is over

Don’t let yourself slumber in the arms of the frail

It’s time to remember why you are here

With fire to open the eyes of the hunter

The flow of time will not stay and wait for you

Rise before you crumble under the weight of oceans

A convergence of the lost light

To spark the flame that drowned in the storm

Who are you to abandon faith, you made the promise to conquer the ocean

A fall into oblivion, leaving the reborn to the black sea

Light climbing down, embodying the hunter

With fire to open up the eyes of the weary

He came with the call of the lost legion

With voices of the ancient ones, asking for remembrance