My arc arrived
Blazing in the bed of night
Believed, denied
A needle in the addict’s eye
The watchman’s decree
Carried on the passing breeze
And ashen sea
Peddling the cause to me

What manner of dream
Conjures such a tragic scene
And waits for all to see
The love that cries beneath?
For no wiser are we
Brandishing the haggard plead
Of who we ought to be
Before the fire’s brazen odyssey

Summa iniuria
Summa iniuria

In a town of old foundations
I resume my day to day
But I fear a phantom wanting
What is mine to burn away
Though our reasons will be plenty
I behold the broken seam
Of that atlas in the corner
And it wears at me, wears at me

Summa iniuria
Summa iniuria

When the oceans are all empty
Will the raiders of my sleep
Hang around and stalk the barren deep?
The wakeful chime of ardour
Played me like a fool
And mocks me now from yonder’s wild youth

The fire wasn’t me
But I did sow its ruin
Holding out for its boon
The anchor of my mind
The all I mustn’t lose
Is floating now to you

I presume you know that maiden
Upon the veiler’s prow
Woven now within the sound
What martyr do you carry
To cast the shadow long
And break the world within the song?