From the trees
From the deep
I am rising
Moving with the pace of your dreams
I am lingering
Where our voices join the choir
Where our numb bodies sleep
In a place where moments drift
Silence hits in wave after wave
Under careful watch from the stars
Under a shelter of blue and green
Whispers suppressed by snow
Silence hits in wave after wave
With the crows
With black wings
I am flying
Running with the pack of my own will
I am closing in
I hear the call
I see you fly
A motion like twin rocks
If you turn thе moon will shift its course
If you listen the rain will sing your song
Now that wе have found our path
Let it guide you
Let it carry you
Cult of Luna - Wave after Wave
This song reminds me of the ocean... Majestic, alluring, soothing, and at the same time filling my heart with awe and anxiety, an elusive sadness, a mysterious whisper of the past of this world and a quiet lament about the inevitable end of all existence, which to us, the grains of sand at the bottom of this ocean, always seemed an eternity.
And when I listen to this song, it seems that I am listening to the endless heartbeat of the sea and find its response deep within me, merging with it, dissolving in it, becoming part of something incomprehensibly great, yet so fragile...
