Riff for progressive Rock

Riff for progressive Rock

Nameless and unknown, born in a world of chaos,
Shaped by centuries of silence—
In the eye of time, a fragment of mirage,
Fallen between a coffin's dream and...
In the root of night, a silent murmur,
In the word of wind, a trace of forgetting.
I've passed through the soil—quiet and cold,
With no refuge, with no fight.