This is the ending your vows foreshadowed you sung out 'til our story is told' and here I am writing the final chapter
The storms stop today coven give me solace as I burst open like a dark spell
Your last embrace burrowed deep into my shoulder you were trying to find ground I looked to the ceiling begged it to crack open to rain down dust upon us celestial beings to steal me away from this horrifying outcome
From this opening
I need a waiata I need a war cry I need to summon a god across the water