The Grotto Lyrics

I hear the call; the spectral voice of the sea
I heed the call; traverse the low-tide path
To the grotto's mouth; beyond the water's edge
To the barrier; between this world and the next

Step by step, these weary pilgrim's feet
Draw ever closer to the precipice of my defeat

Flee man's reality
To seek refuge
In the embrace of earth
The bramble draws me in

Chasing remnants of distant, weary light
Sharp, dead horizon; the wisp's luminescence

Take now this offering, left upon the soil
Take now these weary bones, I slowly slip away

Upturned roots now shift
Into chaotic forms
Branches strangling
Merciless as the depths
From which we emerge
And now shall return
Malignant blackened waves
Carry me onwards