The end of this eclipse The dusk of the last day Is not one of closure No solace can be found here No answers are laid bare No truths are spoken The start of this eclipse The dawn of the first day Is not one of closure No solace can be found here Here night prevails And the day holds no stead No answers are laid bare No truths are spoken So kill the lights Draw down all curtains Smother the dying fire And maybe you will see
closure, solace, eclipse, bare, spoken