I see the brink coming into view,
Chasm's edge, shattered shells,
Remnants of a dead world.
Nothing but the razor's edge silhouette,
The horizon peaks' jagged grin,
Across a sea of -
Empty endless
Black.
I see the brink coming into view,
Chasm's edge, shattered shells,
Remnants of a dead world.
Nothing but the razor's edge silhouette,
The horizon peaks' jagged grin,
Across a sea of -
Empty endless
Black.