Cult of Luna
Mute Departure
My waves are resonating towards the unknown
Trapped underneath;
Soon I'll break free

I turn to vapour and dissolve
But not in this world, for I am gone
I'll be silent when I leave;
When I leave I'll go out flying

I turn to vapour and dissolve
But not in this world, for I am gone
I turn to vapour and dissolve
But not in this world, for I am gone

I see them move, far beneath, heading towards the back streets