The Sea Came In At Last - Vader

A massive blue calendar

Charting the age of apocalypse

The occupant marks the nodes

Maps the lines of terror

Across the city that keeps shifting

Spectral bicycles speed and ride

The fog devours and spits

New geography of the mind

Prostitution in memories

Secret desires without redemption

The past implodes on itself

The return to the womb begins

The sea came in at last

To claim all that is hers

The sea came in at last

To flood all sorrow and pain