Catacombs

Borne of autumn storms and stars, to come so far
Seeking comfort in the dream, behind your eyes
Sacrifice, stars to die to survive

You are safe now beloved
In the mist now we await
In the rivers of grief we were drowning
By the rich of the dark we will awake

Breathe your air, eye to eye, we lie
Sage and Seers coming home
Drifting back to the catacombs