Jettegryta - Enslaved

The quiet forest

Before man came

Secret time

Before time

Giants' steps thunder

Upon the mossy ground

Carving a hole

In ageless stone

The fallen

Barren walls

No escaping this

I’ve come to see

I will not return

Found no solace within my darkened shrine

A quiet pulse

Impossibly far below

The wavelength of gateways

Markings felt deep

Instinctively alert

For the work to be done

Maps to the Abyss

I will not return

Found no solace within my

Darkened shrine

Worlds dissolved

Voices of eternity

No longer divided

Everything burns

Out of the dark

Reshaped existence

In the shadow-fields

In the shadow-fields