When in pain I try to find
A different plain on which to set my mind
To distract it from this downword vibe

And thereby avoid the lie
The rushing tide has no remorse
It might hold me if I cross it's course

But the suction of it's waves
Has taken many a mind to grave


Last shred of hope.
I cling to as I float.
Through the lightless night...

And here comes the tide...

Grave and dark  a dual pact

Overpowering the ones who locked
The energy to pull out of such mire
Their very souls torlured by fire


High tide  in my soul
No more darksome thoughts uproll

Past are days when I was feeling numb
Till the turn of tide will come


When the tide is in I run
Wash away my sins I come undone
Trying to ignore the Sirens' call

And into the void I fall
The rushing tide has no remorse
It might hold me if I cross it's course

But the suction of it's waves
Has taken many a mind to grave


All panic's banned,
Inhale and take a stand,
Walk with me tonight

But here comes the tide...

Daylight returns but nevermore

Returns the wanderer to the share
One last time allures the Siren's calls
And eternal darkness falls...