Vestra Coda

Lyrics

(Verse 1) I am the marrow in the mountain's bone, The silent pulse beneath the standing stone. A river of light, a wild, unwritten ghost, Wandering the edge of your hollow coast. You are the cup, and I am the wine, A mortal skin for a breath divine. (Chorus) O, Vessel of the Silent Tide, Where the dawn and the darkness bide. In your palm, the world's heartbeat slows, In your blood, the final ember glows. Will you weave the stars into a crown of peace, Or bid the breath of every living soul to cease? (Verse 2) The sky is a veil that is wearing thin, Waiting for the storm to let me in. I could be the rain that heals the burning wood, Or the fire that ends what the ages stood. The chaos screams for a master's hand, To mend the rift or break the land. (Bridge) One path leads to the quiet of the grave, One path leads to the world we save. I am the power, but you are the will— The hand on the hilt, or the wind in the chill. Choose now, while the sun still clings to the hill. (Chorus) O, Vessel of the Silent Tide, Where the dawn and the darkness bide. In your palm, the world's heartbeat slows, In your blood, the final ember glows. Will you weave the stars into a crown of peace, Or bid the breath of every living soul to cease? (Outro) The thread is thin. The choice is deep. The world you wake, Or the world you sleep.