Where the World Ends

Barren, afar they seize and drift
Timeless wastes where the sun rare lifts
Through the sand and bone, a gloom has grown
And this world decays in sadness alone
Oh! The air is cold
And the moon hangs so low
Drowning the earth in a pale white glow
Hanging as a silver globe, watching below

Where the world ends
There are oceans vast, haunted pasts
Dogged banks with bitter masks
Drifting forth, to the last
Bloody walls of olden halls
Blackened shores, open wars
Temples where nobody prays
Slow decay, far away

He who roams, he who knows
Where the world ends
Shimmer in an empty breeze
Ever while wind blows
Come with me
See the withering trees
And the roar of the endless sea
Stretch into infinity

The lakes and reeds vanish gently
Withering and dying like an old crippled tree
Blood red, the sun sets
Under a gray dome of misted stars
Two ravens above, circling afar
Watching for the first sign of war
Under foot are the graves of those
Who died searching what lay beyond this world