Below the tide we strain to breathe Imprisoned selfish suffocating souls Salvation screams from high above the trees While our beating hearts beg and plead to fold Paling light falls behind approaching clouds Hope flutters like ashes in the wind So blind we've become to the burial shroud Cautions unheard silently shriek from within
Time is lost and we bear our scars Without rise we are fearful of the fall Darkness has come to blanket the stars And even mountains vanish behind the squall Broken hands exhume unspoiled graves Digging deeper for the dust below the dirt Here you'll find only bones of once a slave Ridden with regrets they are unable to revert
Faded flesh slumbering in the tomb An indication of our inevitable doom Echoing voices from below the hollow Calling us, calling us to follow
