This is the end for them
Black suits and tragic words linger
The absence of miracles, I wash them away

No time for words and tears
Discipline holds the room silent
Raising the stakes again

I tear away.

This rift won't mend again

Dig deep to uncover
There's something in the dirt
Dead fingers rise, I descend


This is the end for them
Silent they stand at attention

Under a clouded sky I wish them away
As strong as the chains that bind
This darkness to my mind


Dig deep in the dirt, searching
Searching for what was lost below