Nocturnum - Xerath

These perfect colours

Fill the skies

As a monument

An ending told

Escape this dream

In a world of Nocturnum

An exercise in ignorance

Without, fiction, promise, addiction

I see the flaws in it’s entirety

An understanding

A flame pushing heat against rain

Time against self, and day against night

This silence all too real, a reminder

Without fiction or dream

As it waits in the distance

All of time, all the infinite time

As it haunts it’s creation

Always follow the vision

Lying through silence

Everlasting time