Foreign sailors, their ship's path labyrinthine
An endless ocean is where we lay our scene
Starved and thirsty, they cackle and bemoan
Their stern, cross captain who stands alone and
Holds on to life
Oh, I'm alive
A ship inbound to port but dead at sea
A spectre, [as] large as mountains waits and sees
Twirling waters, the crew all falters down
A rising visage of a woman from the ground
She holds her hand out, and guides them all to land
Safely now the sailors kiss the sand
The bloodshed pools and dyes the sunset brown
Against the towers' rise from forth the ground
He turns the adamant around
An alien scene is all I see
In lands surrounded by the sea
He turns the adamant around
He turns the adamant around
And all my life is on display
I feel alive somewhat today
He turns the adamant around
He turns the adamant around
I burn, my hands move to cover my face
I sit and watch in all my disgrace
My life has led all to this
If this is me, then what have I missed?
So all the songs I hear in my mind
And all I've still yet to find
Are muted, blocked, and drowned out
Like me, I'm trapped under doubt
I can't see anymore
My eyes aren't in my head
And so I'm left instead
With all the
Thoughts that race in my mind
I've still yet to find
My drive so I can say
I'm alive
I can't hear anymore
My mind's not in my head
And so I leave instead
To all the
Plots that form in the world
My vision becomes swirled
And now I'm left for dead
Now I'm left for
Dead
What have I done?
What have I done?
I'm left for
Dead
What have I done?
What have I done?