Paroles de Arche

Ageless rivers flow Into the blackened fjords Mountains break the skies As infinite monuments of old The sound of emptiness Wastelands of deathlike sights These endless yawning gaps No difference between day and night With no sun burning There is no light With no moon shining Black shades white A substance boundless Indefinite desire The bleakness is eternal A flame without fire From nothingness To an everlasting force A permanent chaos That is forever preserved A primordial condition Eternal and ageless Where all is born Everything will be destroyed