The darkness gleams up to me So uncertain its movement So pure its incessant might Its sentiment is infernal What lurks beneath its surface What desires the soul of mine Which depth hide below its skin Which rocks want to cleave my heart Waves are whispering silently Sparks crap up to spread so slowly Now I perceive the sound of drums Now I see the fires burn To be torn from my natur Up to the black horizons Into the black river I flee