(Music by Kosmos Reversum
Lyrics by Lord J. H.Psycho)
Hope is a sickness that fits every cure
Longing forms the dripping that carves through mightiest stone
No mind can be immune to their pernicious lure
Before whatever lurks within everyone prevails or falls alone
The dark night of the soul has just begun
This is where masks melt and rich disguises come undone
Still I ask the roaring fires and probe the murkiest deeps
Exhausted from this quest still so far from complete
Yet as long as ’neath the walls I’ve built my ancient dread still creeps
I’ll keep on striding on my bleeding feet
Subdued emotions hold every truth beyond their code
They speak in thunders, not in sighs
No other guidance can conquer the treacherous road
Not riding cyclones, but treading thinnest ice
I have tasted the wine of delight
I have choked on the acid of despair
The learning proffers both splendour and blight
Heavier than darkness, lighter than morning air
So much I have sacrificed, so many losses mourned
To bathe my eyes in the nectar of this dawn
And seize the quietude that countless wounds adorned
Mine is the silence that reigns when storms are gone