Anthony Chorale the eternal now

As the sea froze
One eye sees a cold body aching
Hold my tears in gauntness
There's a sea for us for the acrid type
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!
Past the souls of love
Past the souls of right of restrainment
Will I first be moved?
Will I be endured by the circle of Nine?
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!
In the dark or into death?
Oh lo!