No Rest for the Weary

My marrow like layers of brume Veil-like mist creeping up the meadow Crescent shadows flood the sky While the world below waits in fright Clouds are ready to pour down on me All the twangling sounds of fear Swallow the surface Spectre shadow Frozen in time and space Glare of neither night nor day Will it ever turn to light Spectre storm Whirling in time and space Glare of neither night nor day In the eye of rashness The violence fades away As I scour open space A deadly calm inside I'll never know what it means I'll never know what it means This deadly calm inside I'll never know what it means