Cry Out, Cry Out, Cry Out

Ode to the destroyer, Amnathon,
River of ice and razor waves.
Where to be released?
What time to go and welcome thee?
Oh, Harbinger, 'Where for art thou?'
I hear them cry out.
Cry out, cry out, cry out.
Ode to the eternal and motionless,
Rain of barbs and darts,
The loveless faithful.
Ode to the destroyer, Amnathon,
River of ice and razor waves.

Blind Roman

What is to love, what eyes, what mind,
what heart to hold, what arms to bind?
Where then to look, to search, to find,
where bring to hook, to be but mine?