Ihsahn After
White like deathbeds
Grief-worn sheets
Winter occupy the planes
And this is the after
The ending of ends
Ghostly death-cries
Soar the heavens
Like starving vultures
And this is the after
The ending of ends
This is the after
Where nothing transcends
White goes blanc
And no eyes meet
Snow-blind skies dissolve
Bright, limbo edges, overexposed
Reflects the inner core
A solitary Rinthra's Hell
Temples collapse
In a rumbling choir
To empty nights
Heaven meets earth
A fight to the death
Forever no more
