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, 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 sunsеt brown

Against the towers' rise from forth thе 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?