Yarinareth, Yarinareth, Yarinareth

To see what lay behind the blind wall We light a fire each night in a different place Yarinareth, Yarinareth, Yarinareth The blind wall The imporous border The judge and ravisher, never sinking or setting Yarinareth, Yarinareth, Yarinareth The endless silence of surfaces All these broken codes Chains of chronology A game played by the coincidence that is the world Oblivion thrives on blood-ripe lives “So perish all who cross my walls”