At the Gates
Heroes and Tombs
We are a burning darkness
Swamped by a thousand seas
Mute from fear
Hollow and eternal
We sleep forever
The end goes on
Bodies like pillars of dust
Disappear once again in the wind
During the night, we move in circles
In unbroken structures
Our beams they sweep across
A ravaged earth
As a rhythmic pulse of death
We shudder through the ground
We are a burning darkness
Swamped by a thousand seas
Mute from fear
Hollow and eternal
Of heroes and tombs
We sleep forever
Of heroes and tombs
The end goes on
[Solo]
Hollow and eternal
We sleep forever
The end goes on
Of heroes and tombs
We sleep forever
Of heroes and tombs
The end goes on
"I realized that searching was my symbol, the emblem of those who go out at night with nothing in mind, the motives of a destroyer of compasses."