Ash settles on the cold stone floor
Silver body heavy in my palm
Wind sings through the broken cathedral door
Waiting for the long coming calm
Salt on the lens where the light bends
Keeper watches until the fire ends
Click the shutter hold the breath
Image rising from the depth
Leatherette cracked by years of salt spray
Winding lever stiff with rust and time
Bonfire sputters fades away
Framing up the final climb
Salt on the lens where the light bends
Keeper watches until the fire ends
Click the shutter hold the breath
Image rising from the depth
Estus flask sits empty by my knee
Coiled sword reflects the orange glow
No seagulls cry above the old sea
Only embers burning low
Salt on the lens where the light bends
Keeper watches until the fire ends
Click the shutter hold the breath
Image rising from the depth
Dark slide pulls the moment caught
Silver halide drinks the flame
Developing in acid bath
Keeper knows the light by name
Salt on the lens where the light bends
Keeper watches until the fire ends
Click the shutter hold the breath
Negative stripped to the depth
