Dark Tranquillity - Tidal Tantrum

Come death of dearling.
The claws of the raven hold fast,
Enticed and starving a lustful revenge to the last.

Unlight, flood the seeker's eye...

Unlight, flood the seeker's eye!

Come flame or false hope,
Gifted in spirit as I
Forced upon freedom.
Let impulse nor stillness be spared.

Fierce tidal tantrum,
Nourishing rapture within!

Fierce tidal tantrum,
Nourishing rapture within...

Come feast or fire,
Repellent in forceful defence,
Unchained, forgiving to none,
Solemn in swirling embrace.