(A Shimmering Radiance) Diadem of 12 Stars - Wolves In The Throne Room

The strength that resides in contemplation

Bathes me in silver starlight

I will lead this beast on a chain of flowers

Fear not the jaws that devour soul

Between two pillars I have sat

Great oxen in the periphery

I ride in full course swift

Through the dark night and the rain pours down

You are a daughter of heaven

12 stars circle your brow

But you do not see them and the rain pours down

Our time in this garden is past