Barbs of Fervour

Beyond the rim where daylight ends
Burning sand becomes a blade
Scarring the limitless veil
Fire rains in shards of steel

The sky is a wound that will not close

Ultra horizone
Arenae et spicul
Fervoris metallici
Velum infinitum lacerabunt
Spina manet
Sed vincula aeterna
In fragmenta cadunt
Tenebrae ipsae fugient
Ab vultu qui dormiebat

Chains dissolve to falling dust
Night recoils from hidden eyes
Cloaks of darkness billow wide
Blood-lit tears ignite the cries

Ask the thorn why it endures
Ask the lock why it breaks

Ultra horizonem
Arenae et spicul
Fervoris metallici
Velum infinitum lacerabunt
Spina manet
Sed vincula aeterna
In fragmenta cadunt
Tenebrae ipsae fugient
Ab vultu qui dormiebat