Avalantia
ANDREW WELCH, ANDREW ALBERT SCHWAB
I awoke to mystery
On Alien terrain
The hazy pictures of my journey echoing in grey
The Meteors were raining
The firmament it bled
The crumbling of a shattered planet somehow I had made
You were my ark and
You carried me
You gave me shelter
You rescued me
My lungs were crushed and failing
My eyes were dark and vague
Craters of the fiery storm that was surrounding me
Out of the pollution
Emerged a glowing craft
Last thing I remember was you reaching out your hand
The mountains fell to sand
I stare as we ascend
The journey it begins
When the past inside me ends
Found
Lost in the engine sound
Disappear skyward now
Shining through the ashes
A shaft of brilliant light
As all I knew was wasteland
You guided me to flight