1. BEING INTO NOTHINGNESS

There is no tide, but time
No thread that binds
Adrift; suffering unto death
Each breath expelled in vain

Dragging our limbs
In the half light
Wounds wide open
To the truth of it all
Being into nothingness
And endless silence

Smoke hangs in the air
And the horizon is marked by fires
The ash of meaning
Grows thick in our lungs
Without reason
How can we sustain?

All truths revealed
In the circling of the earth in our absence
If we cannot carry ourselves
Then all is lost
All is lost

All truths revealed
In the circling of the earth in our absence
Existence is only what appears
Nothingness lies behind all things


2. FORGED BY THE TIDE

Given at dawn
Light, breath, hope
Taken at dusk

The sum of everything
Now returned to nothing
before the tide

All that is and all that will come to be
finds its end in dust and ash

To ash
No hope within, no breath without

on paths forged by the tide
we are carried
in channels forged by the tide
alone into endless night


3. IN FLOODS & DEPTHS

In endless night we awaken
Breath from dust
Born from this nothing
Sustained in suffering

No wells to fill
No fields to sow
A march towards endless silence

In ash and ruins
In floods and depths
We awaken

And from the ruins
as blackened silhouettes
we drag ourselves into being

Nothingness haunts being

When the only truth
is being into nothingness
We carve our bodies from the ash

Witness to the heart of all things
We are nought but what we will ourselves to be

And in nights desolate,
I have found the will to be

And all that I am, reduced to this
A reflection in your eyes

When the only truth
is being into nothingness
We carve our bodies from the ash
When the only truth
is being into nothingness
We are nought but what we will ourselves to be

We forge this path, beset by dangers
and build a hope from the frailty of this world

And all that I am, distilled to this
The only truth, the only meaning, is you


4. THIS BODY WILL BE ASH

This body will be ash
and every word it spoke
into the void and nothing

All things resolved
In the quiet

But for this impermanence, there would be no meaning

and I will hold every breath
in the palm of my hands,
And will it back into your lungs
That your essence would sustain

This body will be ash
And every fickle quarrel

The essence of all things
Reflected in its opposite

But for this impermanence, there would be no meaning

Born of all that's come to pass
And all that is written
Every burden carried forth
Each moment only so precious as it is brief
In pain lies the heart of all things

Born of all that's comes to pass
This fleeting moment is everything
In pain lies the heart of all things
In loss, and absence, and transience,
We find ourselves

In pain lies the heart of all things
But for this impermanence, there would be no meaning
Born of all that's come to pass


5. IN SHIFTING LIGHTS

And as with your eyes
the light left the world
Insides turned to ash
Past and future to dust

No breathe within
No hope without
Given to all that comes to pass
The past is lost

Dead inside, we yearn for dawn

The past, once eternal
Now fluid in the wake of this pain

And as with our hope
The memories turned to ash
Our emptiness reflected in the black

No breathe within
No hope without

The past is lost

Never again will we find comfort in silence
When stillness speaks of absence; lifelessness
Days pass in shifting light on your face
Dead inside, we yearn for dawn

Wake from death, return to life