Far beyond the sky
Between the black horizon
A gentle gust of wind
Lifts the hidden veil
This is the beginning
Of the afterlife for me
The winds beckon me home
Home among the trees
Her voice trails in the air
As the doors close
The forgotten wooden gate
And trails leading home
As we travel through
The endless sea
The red water flows in
Trickling from the trees
The blood of ancients
Flows within our veins
Those once lost
Will now remain
Ghosts follow us home
To the end of the Earth
The voices remain
The silence unearthed
Whispers follow close
Hiding beneath the roots
Behind our every step
Waiting for the truth
A frigid breeze
Surrounds the valley
The hidden mist
Stands before me
In the rain, pain be released
An agonizing truth buries me
Another home, beneath the grave
There is no hope that we can save