Northern Rift

(Verse 1)
Black ash. Volcanic ground.
The frozen air. Makes no sound.
Iron dome. Cold bright gleam.
We wake up. From the heavy dream.

(Chorus)
Iceland night. The wind is sharp.
No more strings. On the broken harp.
No more walls. No more pain.
Only the shadow. On the frozen plain.

(Verse 2)
Dark shore. Basalt stone.
Step into. The deep unknown.
White fog. Moving slow.
Inside the rhythm. That we know.

(Verse 3)
Silent ice. Forgotten track.
Moving forward. No looking back.
We dissolve. Inside the drone.
The final truth. Is made of stone.

(Chorus)
[Male Voice]
Iceland night. The wind is sharp.
No more strings. On the broken harp.
No more walls. No more pain.
Only the shadow. On the frozen plain.