The Second Baptism Shores in Fire and Ice

Pale void opens, winds relentless command

Restless in vigilant wait

Encircled by shattered abysmal frames

In permanent attempt to emerge

Before and above I prepare

For the mystic rite, exoneration

I head north, follow the coastal lights

As it once was, in purity time

To restore the covenant once commenced

And immerse into cold silvery mist

In these darkest depths lies the cryptic knowledge

A mighty onefold entity

Yet woven by countless

In perpetual lability

A face of thousand faces

My spirit as a stormy sea

Assault on what tends to limit

I behold the dormant giant

Still wide-awake

And await in fear

His inevitable manifestation of vehemence

Storm winds born of nowhere

Black clouds gather to fall upon the wretched isle

Giant thus mocks the vermin

And clears the contaminated shores

Baptized once in crystalline waters

At the summon of the stellar sky

I returned to seek within the pale void

Transcending beauty