Faceless by Ambo Lyrics

Falling slowly as a feather
Through a dream of blooming night

Drifting slowly through cold water
Comes the faceless looming daughter
She's the object of my fright

Through a sea of constellations
Through the mortar of the sky
Through the sun and floating heavens
Comes the daughter life predestines
Faceless to my fall to meet her
Arms outstretched as if to greet her
Open still, I might defeat her
And then I will comply
Knowing where we always die