The Second Baptism Shores in Fire and Ice

Pale void opens, winds relentless command
Restless in vigilant wait
Encircled by shattered abysmal frames
In permanent attempt to emerge
Before and above I prepare
For the mystic rite, exoneration
I head north, follow the coastal lights
As it once was, in purity time

To restore the covenant once commenced
And immerse into cold silvery mist
In these darkest depths lies the cryptic knowledge
A mighty onefold entity
Yet woven by countless
In perpetual lability
A face of thousand faces
My spirit as a stormy sea
Assault on what tends to limit

I behold the dormant giant
Still wide-awake
And await in fear
His inevitable manifestation of vehemence
Storm winds born of nowhere
Black clouds gather to fall upon the wretched isle

Giant thus mocks the vermin
And clears the contaminated shores
Baptized once in crystalline waters
At the summon of the stellar sky
I returned to seek within the pale void
Transcending beauty