letting go, I feel your essence slip away as branches sway with apparitions in the haze and it burns me as it burrows deep inside let it die and when you pass this realm just as a spirit drawn to the light
In our dreams we're saved to the void's embrace in the lumination of the heart and burned alive When they call your name all the ghosts and wraiths to the halls of death with such divinity you shine
So torch the sails and cast this atlas to the brine as pain gives way to the compassion of the tides Let your thoughts leave As this mortality befell unto all of us Over these noble seas ...and now amongst them you shall dwell
In our dreams we're saved to the void's embrace in the lumination of the heart and burned alive When they call your name all the ghosts and wraiths to the halls of death with such divinity you shine