The Silent Man - Cult Of Luna

Silence came crawling

There is a man at the door

In the absence of light

We merge with our shadows

Rise and ride my friend

Together we’ll bring on the end

The water seems darker

A scent of fear is in the air

Eyes in every corner

Movements everywhere

Heavy is the burden

Clouds roll in to rectify

Step by step we falter

And all good things must die

The door can’t withstand his voice

With heavy strides he enter

Deliverance at last

He speaks words from the dead

Rise and ride my friend

Together we’ll bring on the end

Rise and ride my friend

Together we’ll bring on the end

We’ll bring on the end

«In dreams I see what’s coming

Wolves in man’s clothing

There is no escape for the meek

The ground beneath them is eroding.»