Quiet surface Blurred reflection Heaven's mirror Calm awaiting Like gla** until it breaks Like gla** until it breaks Peaceful silence Pressing void Moving shadows In the nether deep Like gla** until it breaks Like gla** until it breaks No ships set sail on this ocean No longing gaze from the shores No screams drown in this deafening storm
But echoes of remorse A formless driftwood sculpture Soars above the sunken tower Of this broken Long lost kingdom This wrecked Atlantis Now behold the premonition The golden crest of waves The globes of crimson fire As the ocean drinks the sun Deep deep down The mouth of pandemonium opens wide Deep deep down With its nautilite peace