Vi (sight) Lyrics - Fen

As if through a web of obsidian silk 

My sight returns as from a dream 

A dream empty of thoughts and sounds and visions 

And I remember it being one of the most beautiful places I had ever been 

I had never before that point known such peace 

A winter for the spirit, I was harvested of essence 

A place of endless solace placating this soul's corroded ruins 

Bereft of flesh, divorced of earth, severed of being 

And now I can drift once again but soaring free 

I can look down upon all I once know - all I once was 

And see with the cold, crystalline clarity of the dead 

Through eyes unmisted, a mind unfogged, free of the oppressive weight 

Of the cathedral's dead stone 

Of this body's withered flesh 

Of this mind's shattered synapses 

I didn't think such a quiet was possible 

That the relentless roil of rage and despair thrumming like lava through me 

Could be extinguished 

And given over to a plateau of calm stillness 

I embrace this season of ending 

With every fiber of my departing consciousness 

Frozen and eternal 

A winter for the soul carried on oblivion's ghostly breath 

One last final exhortation 

To the violent winds that rend and rend and rend and rend 

I surrender 

I descend 

I dissolve 

I end.