Lyrics:
Passing overAll the dark bladesAll the dark bladesOf the forewordsIn the forewordsJust a low soundSuch a low soundPassing overDrawing closerSheer horizonFlame horizonHaze of morningMagnets drawingOver the forewordsNow entangleAll tomorrowGone.Gone.Through crumbled fingers gone.Can never be recollected.All pastness goneTo the crumbled dogma-ing past.Can never be recollected.Passing over...All the dark blades....