Ropes into Eden - The Ruins Of Beverast

Exhale as the maelstrom returns

And bodies fall into Eden Abyssal

Amorphous and poorly instincted

Unmove with the giants of the seabed

Entities muted and subdued

To noise that has given us names

Alien voices remain unechoed

From alien mountains

Still the breath of engines is never inhaled

Lest the tree of life decays

Thus, as the Hadal turns edenwards

We place our Cherubim east of a shipwrck

Our breath and noise is bioluminescnt

And clandestine and untaught

Black wisdom fountain, silent and fierce

You subaqueous demon turbines

Return to your nest and convey:

God’s sign shan’t reach this abyss

No, God still sent no sign

You’re trapped without escape

In a spell for a pure dawn’s biome

For the marine lights to shine forth

Lights that break before God

Natural colours unimagined through smoke

No shape of a deep sea tree

Our angels are dressed in light

For one last glare, for once in life, kneel down in purity

When the lights come on down here

In the realm of a pure dawn’s biome

It’s like fire

Entreat your God to hold his breath

It’s like fire