Sitting upon the shore
The waves crash and echo inside my head
Approaching out in the distance
A ship of slaves to bury the dead

This island is a pirson
Of futile desparation
From hunger and calamity
I slip into dreams

Years became mummified
A relic of suicide
Years became mummified
Waiting for when they wash up in the tide

Under the moon out in the sea
What could be out there waiting for me
I _____ the current it pulls me under
I feel the water filling my lungs

Years became mummified
A relic of suicide
Years became mummified
Waiting for when they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide

_____ below pluto
Floating in limbo
Are ______ father of _______

The fury in fire
Igniting(? ) the words
_____ his sea men in _______

Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love(? )
Illusion crucified a witness below _________

Lost on the _________ then waiting _______
Beg for forgiveness from a supreme diety

Years became mummified
A relic of suicide
Years became mummified
Waiting for when they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide
When they wash up in the tide

I’m lost though hopeful I’ll find a way
I’m lost though hopeful I’ll find a way
I’m lost though hopeful I’ll find a way
I’m lost though hopeful I’ll find a way