Turning our source and our regrets
This tide recalls our soul down by the sea
We were lonely drops in a reverse wave
Pretending our life was innocent
Deceived by our eyes, all we knew was pain
Should have warned us then
And showed us no one was sovereign
Perceiving a war like a vital state
Into profound glooms of cyan
This side covers our soul down by the sea
Last signs of fire drift and bounce
Blazing rays vanish in red glows
Will the flows of time strand the fields of our realm?
Perfection's gone, but our season still stands
When I'll join your mind in the reach of our fate
Within strains of daylight
Absolve your past, no reprieve shall die vain
Into dismal blooms of cyan
This ride was our last impulse by the sea