Текст песни
She sought the Chronicle of breath
In halls where none could touch its crest
A flame within that scorns the crown
Above the clouds she looks down
Call the core the hidden well
Where the quiet records dwell
She will not kneel to prayers or plea
Only the order yet to be
Steel tides hum beneath the frost
A realm of ash of knowledge cost
She walks where thunder seeds the dawn
Her eyes upon the book beyond
Call the core the frozen sea
Where the first law yearns to breathe
She alone would pierce the veil
To bind the storm to guide the gale
This is not a judgement's call
Nor wrath that breaks a sacred hall
But sky's soft hymn the breath before
She walks the air the hidden door
Call the core the silent flame
The quiet truth with no true name
Order's promise yet unbent
A vow of stars a firmament
Call the core the silent flood
Boundless wind and beating blood
She will find the dawn's accord
At the edge of sky's own sword
Above the world she sees the frame
The silent dawn that has no claim
Until the breathless world will see
The core of order quietly