Arrival - Ihsahn

Eventually the fire over gave

The smell of rose and fruits and dust

No feel the purpose are new

The day outside will stay the same

From the window I could see

The land and stretched back for miles

Above the pharaoh sleeping breathing slow

Sleep, sleep

Within this cloak of shame

There s nothing worth undoing

The night outside is still the same

Within this cloak of shame

There s nothing worth undoing

The night outside is still the same

Pray to the watch storm

we go, we re running track

Of this game, when no one knew

And whisper of the light

The door below, to keep a fire

Sleep, sleep

Within this cloak of shame

There s nothing worth undoing

The night outside is still the same

Within this cloak of shame

There s nothing worth undoing

The night outside is still the same.