Salt crust on a window pane, a Wednesday morning haze

The tide pulls back, exposing secrets in the marsh grass maze

Figures carved by weathered hands, a story in the stone

Before the city, before the roads, before we stood alone

And I taste the air, thick with brine and diesel fume

This ancient feeling, stirring softly in the gloom

C-c-coastal abyss bloom, a mystery unfurled

Warm moon hangs above us, mirroring another world

Dense aroma, seaweed, earth, and light begin to gleam

In this dark clarity, walking through a waking dream

Barefoot on the crushed mud, a chill seeps through my feet

Each grain of sand, a memory, bittersweet

What hidden currents pull us deep to where the shadows lie

Beneath the surface, timeless truths reflected in the sky

And I feel the touch, an ancient knight upon my skin

Letting senses open, letting wonder in

Coastal abyss bloom, a mystery unfurled

Warm moon hangs above us, mirroring another world

Dense aroma, seaweed, earth, and light begin to gleam

In this dark clarity, walking through a waking dream

Can you feel the columns shifting deep beneath the ground

And primal echo reverberating all around

No map to guide us, just instinct as our guide

Where the wild, untamed spirit has nowhere left to hide

Coastal abyss bloom, a mystery unfurled

Warm moon hangs above us, mirroring another world

Dense aroma, seaweed, earth, and light begin to gleam

In this dark clarity, walking through a waking dream

Dark clarity

Dark clarity

Opens wide

Dark clarity

Ancient knight

Dark clarity

Deep inside