Something tells me
I've left my body behind
I can feel the stings of conscience burrowing beneath my eyes
Grasping shaded shadows reaching through the glass
Pull me
Deeper
Into this void of flames
Pulls me
Deeper
Into this sea of names
And I stand in waiting
Hoping to find
The pieces of my
Own being
Woe
Binding
Bound by blood to this oath of soil
Dying
Tribulation's come to boil
Perilous road to ruin
Turning every stone
Pulls me
Deeper
Into this void of flames
Pulls me
Deeper
Into this sea of names
And I stand in waiting
Hoping to find
The pieces of my
Own being.
Woe
And I
Know that everything I've seen
Will take me
Break me
And make me surrender my will to
Resist temptation's Lullabies
And try to insist that I
Assume the fault and folly of
The men
Who've drained the waters
Within the River Styx