As Embers Dress The Sky

As Embers Dress The Sky
As embers dress the sky
The shallow voice of the wind
Cries between these ebony wings
The shallow cries of the win
Sing a swansong for mankind
Shine on morning skyfire
Ablaze this final day
The autumnal end, the dawn of man
The centuries fade below my feet

I soared above them
As they worthlessly poured
Thought from a chalice
As wisdom would flow,
Twilight would come to pass
Drink oh hallowed cup of life
Shine on evening skyfire
Paint the sky with the blood of a raven
Bereavement, oh garment of ebony
As embers dress the dusk of man...