Crowmaster - Asifall #postrock #gothicrock #ambient #chillmusic #crowmaster #namibia #southafrica

Fri, 22 May 2026 11:52:23 +0000

In the hush before the dawn
Where the silver shadows weep
Ancient voices drift like smoke
Through the caverns of my sleep

I have walked the broken plains
Where the sacred rivers dried
Held the dust of vanished names
In the hollow of my side

Oh, the wheel turns slow and wide
Carving circles in the sand
Time dissolves the hand that guides
What we lose, we understand
Call the veil, let it fall
Through the echoes, through it all
In the silence, I remain
Bound to neither joy nor pain

Through the temple’s fractured light
Statues breathe and eyes awake
Every prayer dissolves in night
Every oath begins to break
Feathers fall from unseen wings
Marking paths we cannot trace
In the choir no one sings
Yet the air is filled with grace

In the end, no end is found
Only shifting, endless form
We are ash, we are sound
We are silence taking form
taking form