Crystal Ammunition - Wolves In The Throne Room

As darkness falls

And the spirits of the night descend

Upon our kingdom of wolves

The great ravine vibrates

With a nocturnal energy

As the bat and the owl begin to stir

They drink deep

From the moonlight nectar

That wells up from the earth

And drips down from the night sky

As the stars sing in perfection

As salt and freshwater mix

The forest comes alive

Within this beauty

My mind turns to the past

All that has been built and destroyed

The fire that shined bright

Smolders in the twilight

I can still hear her voice

Dripping with venomous sorrow

I’ll carry her amethyst light

Through this labyrinth