In the Shadow of Our Pale Companion

Through vast valleys I wander

To the highest peaks

On pathways through a wild, forgotten landscape

In search of God, in spite of man

'Til the lost forsaken endless

This is where I choose to tread

Fall

So shall we fall into the Nihil?

The nothingness that we feel in the arms of the pale

The shadow of the grim companion

Who walks with us

Here is the landscape (Where is the God?)

Here is the sun (Has he fallen?)

Here in the balance of the Earth (To ruin)

And as I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand

The fire in my heart is forged across the land

Here at the edge of this world

Here I gaze at a pantheon of oak, a citadel of stone

If this grand panorama before me is what you call God

Then God in not dead

I walked down to a river

And sat in  reflection of what had to be done

An offering of crimson flowed into the water below

A wound of spirit from which it floated and faded away

Like every hope I've ever had

Like every dream I've ever known

It washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world

From my will my throat to the river and into the sea

Wash away

Fade away

Here is the landscape (Where is the God?)

Here is the sun (Has he fallen)

Here in the edge of the Earth (To ruin?)

And as I'm stalked by the shadow of death's hand

My heathen pride is scarred across the land

Time

Far

Far

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