To Face The Black Tide
Alone I sit watching the world unravel
before my eyes
Waiting for winter sun to sink below as
further through shadow I crawl
Old ghosts still wander within my mind
Old hearts still beating, their blood flows as
mine
My fate is twisting, my fate is turning
Dreams are cast away
My fate is twisting, my fate is turning
All life fades away
And so it is that when I reach through
moments past
I find no reason, no shard of hope to pierce
the dark
As I fall victim to her loves decay
Black tides are rising to wash the weak away