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A monument built on ashes

Black carbon traces in the snow

All lenses fixed to cast the white light

A final image taken by your dying eyes

While we rest in frozen waters

The fires of the broken splinters burn

We were never meant to step on ancient ground

Flying too close to hear the foghorn’s sound

A cenotaph beneath the dead white

Don’t come too close just one more time

Our souls are trapped in this cold hell

No one will leave just time will tell

We won’t rest in our burnt bodies

Condemned to wander this white desert

A cenotaph beneath the dead white

Please come close just one more time

Your soul’s is trapped in our cold hell

No one will leave just time will tell

The fractured splinters will drag you down to us

While your breath will freeze, your soul we break apart

Why am I here in this silence of light and ice?

And feel empty if everything dies?

I’m left behind without meaning or faith

Get me out of my darkness before it’s too late