Night swells over mountain spine
Stars tremble as shadows align
Wind carries a mystic call
Ancient voices through the hall
Steps across the ash and stone
Pilgrim wandering all alone
Serpents coil beneath the sand
Time slips like grains through hand
Eyes like embers, hollow fire
Dreams of old, never tire
Every breath a vow unspoken
Every silence broken
Feel the darkness start to turn
Hear the hidden lantern burn
Into the black we climb
Beyond the edge of time
Drums and voices shake the ground
Lost and finally found
Into the flame we fall
Answer the ancient call
Hearts like thunder cry
We do not kneel, we rise
Ahh ahh ahh
Circles spiral, rhythms collide
Pulse and counterpulse inside
Strings shimmer in shifting time
Voices weave, they climb
Every strike, every footstep
Feeds the ritual’s depth
Mirrors made of smoke and glass
See the future in the past
Every fear a shedding skin
Let the deeper rite begin
Tension bending iron skies
Fire waking in our eyes
Into the black we rise
Flame in our closed eyes
Storm and spirit unified
No more place to hide
Into the fire we run
Darker than the sun
From the shadow we are born
Crowned in ash and storm
Wind across the stone
We ascend alone
Echoes linger on