Akallabeth

Ascension

Akallabeth


A heart of cold solitude 
Beats in the snow 
Her body resigned 
By the truth that she might know. 
She leaves this world. 

One dies to truly live and she'll rise 
Above this world she grew to despise 
Detached from everything she loved 
She closes her eyes and she goes on. 
She is not here, she is gone. 

Cold pale skin, one with Earth 
Eyes are closed, she is not here 
Clutching flowers in her hand 
Spring is not here 
And this is her end. 

Through fields of forever she dances away. 
She climbs the stairs and she sees a new day, 
Beyond this life, Beyond this world. 
Her voice will echo beyond this Earth.