A Symphonic Tragedy

Hushed is the realm where in repose I lay.
A slumber that dances between night and day.
Here where our dreams prolong, we’ve come to rest,
will you abide or is this goodbye?

A symphonic tragedy rains down on me, on the abyss of life.
Don’t let go but embrace the climb. Without you our end is nigh.

Gowned and enshrouded in silence I lay,
while soft hands dance on my body’s display.
When I awake, with wounds adorned, will you embrace me or leave me scorned?

Through gales wild and trials fierce we’ve roamed unforgiving years as one. (Defying the storm)
Heal me, reveal me to bathe in the first light of dawn.

A symphonic tragedy rains down on me, on the abyss of life.
Don’t let go but embrace the climb. Without you our end is nigh.

Take the leap and descend to unknown, barren lands.
Go forward, tread onwards, outrun the calling curse.
Dismantle yesteryears, leave the crown, face the tears.
A vessel eroded, blood and bone, earth and stone.

Who am I but a soul in the shadow domain?
Washed and reborn, my past life forlorn, afraid of what awaits.

Abandon the night and arise to a day without end. (Where dreams ascend)
My dear kindred soul, breathe the light and resound, my dear voice.

A symphonic tragedy rains down on me, on the abyss of life.
Don’t let go but embrace the climb. Would you wither and die, so would I.
Without you our end is nigh.