Violet Dawning - Enslaved

I am a part of the darkness

Used to watch from afar

Sensing the violence of morning

And breathing.

And waiting for nothing

Devouring the spirit, grinding the heart

There are good things in the burning fields

There’s peace in the slaughtered flesh

There’s life in the frozen seeds

I’ll dream in the deserts

And comfort the thirst for seeing

The violet dawn in the distance

Beckons me to steal its light

I’ll wait for you here

I’ll wait for you here

I’ll wait for you here

I’ll wait for you here