We came with different motives And now that we are at the crux of our lives It is time to let the core of it unfold As I feel the seaward gale swiping, cold
There is no absolute in day-to-day harshness There is no hard and fast rules between you and me And we shall feel the end of it once we thread our way through valley of despair
How blind and remote we are
We came with different motives But the contradictions were not unbridgeable We would have missed the comfort of our lies How blind and remote we are
We've drawn our cold and mighty swords Eager for blood and retaliation But we were already dying away For resentment is love in its blackest day Cutting the chain of the anchor Drifting miles and miles away Then scuttling the ship, standing firm On the deck, alone.
I watched the sunset with worn out eyes Because of thousands years of no compromise I will suffer for my vengeance, I will suffer for my crimes When the red dies out, I will be just fine.