[00:59.04]Dark clad waters, still warm shrouds[01:00.30]Doomsday warning from the men in the clouds[01:01.83]Lily's weep over light that fled[01:24.54]Words were carved in my arm by the dead[01:33.30]Grim like war, foul like tar[01:41.16]Corroded fragments of a dying star[02:44.22]Sleepy herons abruptly awake[02:52.98]as the black god arises from the cold of the lake[03:02.28]Figure of smoke, emerald head[03:09.60]Magnificent is the king of the dead[03:22.44]Somewhere beyond the sun still shines[03:28.68]But even snow dies sometimes