Where the Clouds Reach the Ground - Dawn of Disease

There exists a place

Forgotten by time

Its echo inexorably grows

In the presence of the silent giants

A clandestine entanglement

Of two worlds

Disparate

Yet equal

There exists a place

That is covered in snow

Eternally yet finite

Impossible for the eyes to see

Numbing all senses

The periphery inclines

To prevail

Over thoughts and words

Where the clouds reach the ground

There is nothing but silence

Where the vastness is profound

Night and day bear eternity

Where the mind reaches the heart

The soul is left in memories

Quiet and shallow lies the mound

Where the clouds reach the ground

No one passes the edges

No one treads

Across the threshold

Of this silent place

Foreseeing the end

On eternal ground

Entangled in a state

Familiar yet unknown

The snow-covered land

That harbours the mound

It leaves no choice

Than to walk this path alone

No one passes the threshold

Of this silent place

There is no more choice

Than to walk this path alone