Halocline from No Sanctuary by Concilium

Riders crest the dunes, spilling sand.
These the hourglass, counting now.

Seething waves arise, breaching stone.
Here the tributes march, counting down.

Shell adorned, forlorn - gazes low.
These their only bounds - faith and hope.

Before them looms the cave, gaping wide.
Shadow haloed pool - the time is now.

Spear-men take their aim, find their marks.
Marbled red and blue waters swirl.

Clear and pallid meet - eyes agape.
Swallowing regret, gasping foam.

Shimmering ahead, halocline -
Portal to the dead, maybe life.

Sand choked steps and grief salted sea;
Limestone caverns flow.

Blood, sand, salt and stone.
Flesh, sand, salt and sea.
Blood, sand, salt, and stone.
Flesh, sand, salt and sea.

• Epic Doom
• Epic Heavy Metal
• Metal
• Traditional Heavy Metal
• doom metal
• epic metal
• Boston