Cerulean Eclipse

Vale Of Pnath

A hideous glow in the cerulean sky
 A messenger; evil forebodes this dim twilight
 A world for the soulless, callous, vacant lives
 A void that God forgot ‒ a gift to the sleeping mind
 He walks alone and the feral walk with him
 A solemn presence unaware and an absent requiem
 He despises those who suffer; those who are awake
 This land shall remain in slumber; souls for him to take a nightmare in the devil's name

 Now lost, they shall be lost forever
 The lost will roam this wasteland
 For what they seek cannot be found
 There is no solace here
 No hope from this forsaken, sour ground

 This he knows; one fleeting thought
 That at this moment he is naught
 Never redeemed; Forever they rest
 Forever their sleep; An infinite eclipse

 Cursed is this silent world
 A dream that has no end
 Abandoned in the nil
 Omitted from the blessed

 Woe this gift to the sleeping mind
 A feast for the ethereal
 Paradise for the specters
 An obscurity left in silence

 Woe this gift to the sleeping mind
 A feast for the ethereal

 Eternally imprisoned in this barren illusion
 Cognizance left a ghost

 Forever they shall sleep

 A paradise for the specters
 An obscurity left in silence

 Forever they shall sleep