The Claws of the Sea, Pt. 1: Journey into the Source - Communic

The siren veils and I’m driven

Through the fresh smells that linger

Beyond the event that is rising

Spinning through eternity…

Waves wash over me as darkness falls

My body is numb — eyes gone blind

Many lost in the darkest sea

The first moment…

Deep in the eye of the storm

On the surface to the unknown

Holding on through the endless pain

On my journey into the source

In a pasture of circles

I feel it’s warm ember colours

Then a bright light surrounds me

Like an aura of energy

Then the waves wash over me

As darkness falls

My body is numb

As my eyes have gone blind

Into the wake of the storm

All I knew flowed into drowning

We all shared the hopes for the season

Sinking into damnation

Waves wash over me as darkness falls

My body is numb — eyes gone blind

Many lost in the darkest sea

The first moment…

Deep in the eye of the storm

On the surface to the unknown

Holding on through the endless pain

On my journey into the source

The eye…

In the pasture of circles so bold

I see it’s breathtaking colours

The loss of air shuts down my brain

As the force of gravity cease to exist

As the circles approach from beneath

Deep in the abyss of fear

In a battle of unknowing

And a brawl of terror

Betrayed by these illusions of life

Behold as this entity touch your sleep

Don’t regret, you are in for a treat

Listening to a quire of clown-looking thieves

Sleepwalkers in search of urgent belief

Beware it claims your sins

To lure you in

Here, take this apple so sour and sweet

If fell down, not far from the tree

As the temptress from the deep

Pulls your underneath

Surrounded by a quire of waves

In a hunt for the origin of the beast

I was dead, but called back to life

By the stalker of the shadow

That summons all terror

Betrayed by these illusions of life