The Way is the Grave Video (MV)

How dost thou stand unmanifest in the desolation of my heart? In the frozen wastes of my mind? Where is naught that I know but the cold winds harsh flow, and all form's desperate hollow. I open my heart to you, you will see there is nothing. Salve! Salve! And in emptiness you will embrace me. Salve! Salve! I drain my blood into the soil. Salve! Salve! And bring you in to guide me. You stand between the molecules of frozen earth, where the grain of matter yawns to become the grave. You are the space between the crack of dried grass, the snap of death's branch. You are the point of breaking, dynamic tension relieved. I open my heart to you, you will see there is nothing. Salve! Salve! And in emptiness you will embrace me. Salve! Salve! I drain my blood into the soil. Salve! Salve! And bring you in to guide me. You stand between the molecules of frozen earth, where the grain of matter yawns to become the grave. You are the vacuum where lies suffocation. You are the thoughtlessness of passing. You are the space between wake and sleep where my heart, it does stop for a second. Where my breath, it does slow with time. You are a drop in the rivers that flow ever onward, are here but are not, to the abyss of the ocean, as my heart it is now, where it will go some day. You will see there is nothing. Salve! Salve! And in emptiness you will embrace me. Salve! Salve! I place my sibling into the soil. Salve! Salve! And raise a stone to guide me. Salve! Salve! A mirror reflecting no light. Salve! Salve! Where the grain of matter yawns, the way is the grave. Salve! Salve!