The Coming End Lyrics

Shading off into morning
Dreaming out from the deep
Restless with a warning
Tempted falling star
Clawing down haven's veil to see

Wings furling
World's changing
Coils in ancient rhymes
Seas warning
I know the end is coming
The are of this life
Parts with time

Mist-veiled summits turn to grieving
Fall to chasms in the fields
From the clouds' anguished weeping
A consoling psalms echoes through leaden grey
Stirring gleams

No absolution in the mud and rain
A wilderness of mind changing all the time
Sure, one reaps as one does sow
And I can only hope for better yield
When it is I who is given to the earth
Bitter failings this for into the game
Last to embattled souls screaming for light
Let them have us
Let them reign