Idiopathic Despair

Under a frozen star, taken far from their reach
The final approach begins, focused on closing the breach
The gentle voice of a stoic brook quietly calling me close
The welcoming waters shimmer, hiding faces of whispering ghosts

Of cries below
There's little I know
But I'll find your secrets, your coveted glow

Your Sun may rise again but I’ve been breathing on borrowed time
There is no place for angels
In this silent hеaven of mine

Authors
Of aquatic graves
Sleeping
Deep bеneath the waves
Tell me
What I must seek
Guide me
Your words I will speak

It seems just a moment ago, my gaze was lost in a sea of stars
My spirit calm, my eyes transfixed on the shining prophets afar
I could not see you coming, though I knew that you exist
Collapsed on my knees, I stare at the ground, engulfed by this fathomless mist

Under a frozen star, taken far from their reach
The final approach begins, focused on closing the breach
The gentle voice of a stoic brook quietly calling me close
The welcoming waters shimmer, hiding faces of whispering ghosts

Of cries below
There's little I know
But I'll find your secrets, your coveted glow

Your Sun may rise again but I’ve been breathing on borrowed time
There is no place for angels
In this silent hеaven of mine

Authors
Of aquatic graves
Sleeping
Deep bеneath the waves
Tell me
What I must seek
Guide me
Your words I will speak

It seems just a moment ago, my gaze was lost in a sea of stars
My spirit calm, my eyes transfixed on the shining prophets afar
I could not see you coming, though I knew that you exist
Collapsed on my knees, I stare at the ground, engulfed by this fathomless mist