Cult Of Luna - The Silent Man

Silence came crawling, there is a man at the door. In the absence of light we merge with our shadows. Rise and ride my friend, together we'll bring on the end. The water seems darker, a scent of fear is in the air. Eyes in every corner and movements everywhere. Heavy is the burden and clouds roll in to rectify. Step by step we falter and all good things must die. The door can't withstand his voice, with heavy strides he enter. Deliverance at last and he speaks words from the dead. Rise and ride my friend, together we'll bring on the end. Rise and ride my friend, together we'll bring on the end. We'll bring on the end! In dreams I see what is coming, wolves in man's clothing. There is no escape for the meek, the ground beneath them is eroding