The waves, the mountains
The reckoning, the end
The crash, the shatter
Our lives are short, time is tenuous
Sleep with sweet silence beckoning

I am the tides
Vicious, unrelenting
Serrated shoreline
Carved out, hollowed, by your hand

The cairn, it stands atop the mountains
The monolith in rubble at its feet
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk
By your grace, your divinity

I am the tides
The monolith in rubble at its feet
Serrated shoreline
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk
By your grace, your divinity

The cairn, it stands atop the mountains
Sturdy, unrelenting
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew
Carved out, hollowed, by your hand
By
Your hand

The cairn, it stands atop the mountains
The monolith in rubble at its feet
The path is dirt and leaves and sinew
Sheared from this earthen, lifeless husk
By your grace, your divinity

The waves, the mountains
The reckoning, the end
The crash, the shatter
Our lives are short, time is tenuous
Sleep with sweet silence beckoning