Undercurrent - Ihsahn

Quiet surface

Blurred reflection

Heaven’s mirror

Calm awaiting

Like glass until it breaks

Like glass until it breaks

Peaceful silence

Pressing void

Moving shadows

In the melody

Like glass until it breaks

Like glass until it breaks

No ships set sail on this ocean

No longing gaze from the shores

No screams drowning in (septic) storm

But echoes of remorse

A formless drift was sculpture

Sorrow bound, the sunken tower

World is broken

Long lost kingdom

This wrecking Atlantis

Now beyond the prominent sun

The call of crystal waves

The (crops) of crimson fire

As the ocean drinks the sun

Deep deep down

The mouth of pandemonium opens wide

Deep deep down

When it’s not that beast

When it’s not that beast

Not that beast