Krallice

Telluric Rings Lyrics



The eye seeks a desert

The anchorite sits, pensive



Thought encumbered

Pillars of cracked rock and

The catarrhs of coarse winds



The bleached bone offerings

Of before

And the deeply rumbled promises

Of gyre and firmament



The eye drowns and

Time is nothing



No more than the lines etched

In the sand of ancient sea beds



Where lie old dreams of caverned

Maws and light in gulfing void



No more than the enervating

Waters which hold the murmured



Whisper of desolation

Of a great eye that has never blinked



No more than cities

In the dust of time

Thresholds carved in cliffs

And somber faces etched in stone