Cult of Luna & Julie Christmas
Approaching Transition
Natt varje natt
Skiftar färg
Öppnar sig
Flyter bort
Bort från allt
Ekar tomt överallt
Natt varje natt
Längre bort
Längre ut
Öppet hav
Utan ljud
Tiden går
Tidens Slut
Lights, lights go out
Sky grows dark
Endless nights
Looking up
Reaching out
Passing through
Moving on
Close getting close
Hard to breath
Getting cold
I can’t speak
Out of time
Close my eyes
One last beat
I run
Momentum gained
Slowly the dawn is raised
Light transforms into a solid red
Red as the blood
Red as the lie
I crack the surface and continue on
Waves form in every direction
To find their home