Oionos

Here we hear over our silenceRemember, if you sleep, nightmares will end.Pray for me, you'll be rememberedFor what you've been revealed all has been done.Erase your shadows, the black is there (the blackest there?)A storm of vultures coming closer for the endRemind your sorrow back through the lightThe night that follows is our promise to be in the right.Down the hill, over the barren landI hear you call my name begging for death.Beyond the world, shattering our silenceAnd scattering the vultures that revealedThe morning tide, the secure hide for the sleepersAnd drifting in the air we'll meet the great warlord.