Wolves In The Throne Room - Black Cascade (2009)

As darkness falls
And the spirits of night descend
Upon our kingdom of wolves
The great ravine vibrates
With a nocturnal energy
As the bat and the owl begin to stir

They drink deep
From moonlight nectar
That wells up from the earth
And drips down from the night sky
As the stars sing in perfection
As salt and freshwater mix
The forest comes alive

Within this beauty
My mind turns to the past
All that has been built and destroyed
The fire that shined bright
Smoulders in the twilight

I can still hear her voice
Dripping with venomous sorrow
I’ll carry her amethyst light
Through this labyrinth

You point a shattered mirror at the world
And mock those who dare to look
But you most of all are afraid
Of what you might see in the glass
Your fire once shined bright in the distance
The light in your eyes
Could have drawn poison from a wound
Your banner once fluttered in the mountain breeze
Red, gold and silver but little color remains

I will still serve and love you
For your intention is as pure as it was
But your wounds are soaking through
The rivers will flow with your blood
And the crows will sing your name
As they build their winter nests
With your hair, bones and teeth

The wind will serve her emperor
And bring forth a cleansing storm
To wash it all away

Trilliums grow from the charred flesh of the old world
Broken glass, rusted metal
Brambles will draw the blood
Of all those who walk these lands

You point a shattered mirror at the world
And mock those who dare to look
But you most of all are afraid
Of what you might see in the glass