Atacama - MØL

Just close your eyes.

And listen.

There is a world awaiting you.

On top of a mountain.

With only a sword to bear my soul.

Into the same sea.

Seeking.

Hiding.

Make this of yourself.

Stray, maintain.

Raid them as they come.

I dive into straits.

Wake up.

It is time.

Free.

I tried to reach you.

But you find your own way.

Giving in to the inner god.