The River Black Lyrics

Icterus light soaks into dancing mercury silver

The surface of impurity is a drinkable memory. The wetted banks choke with the sigh of the stars, giving way to naked feet, and freedom divine. Choking, lifeless limbs, reaching from root to sky, empty with the signs of change and drip with November's kiss. The sound of the night is pure, the air perfect. What creature lives to seed chronological flutter?

Stones polished by careful waters emanate black neon shimmers. They are cold on the skin as I bathe in the midnight's grace. Here I will swallow deep the river and I pray for its swift return.

My face is a gleaming token in the shower of the quicksilver moon. The water whispers to me the only lullaby I've ever heard. The motherly brush of these waters submerge my tears and I'm calmed of my fear.

Approaching the gates of uncertainty, I finally realize how close and dear a friend the end truly is...

I gaze for the very last time at the brilliance of eternal stars. How open the sky remains, undisturbed by time's embrace! They shall provide a conduit for my forever zero dream. Silently I give way to intoxicating nothing.

Shall my caress feed hungry waters?

Ice enters my lungs as I take in, the river black. Where this journey will take me I dare not imagine. The silence of existence is the only true and certain. I feel the superior one swallow my dimming soul. I dare not wonder.

This sleep will be a lustrous beauty.