Relics - Despite Exile

Siren,

My screams lose themselves amidst the raging storm

I have been following your swinging tail

Diving into the hazard from which we’re born

I was bound to be another failed commander

I led my fleets towards this dead end

Do you recall me, fighting for a lost cause?

I have been trying to recompose the sound of your voice

I built the constellations I was searching for

In order to govern this unrelenting flood

And discover the cliffs where you went singing your grief

Now, as the depths swallow me down

I can still hold on to your fading grace

As a feather hanging in the balance

just for an instant that I must try to condense

I’m holding the dices in my hand

My fist is tight while everything falls apart

You fled away staring at the ruins before you

Buried underneath the crumbs of our shattered history

You will keep existing as the allegory

of what we could have been

Now the time has come for me to dissolve

Leaving the world to the mercy

of your silver and gold

Siren,

My screams lose themselves amidst the raging storm

I have been following your swinging tail

Diving into the hazard from which we’re born

Even if your light abandons the world of men

You will forever be the mark of what we cannot amend

I could never abolish the chance of finding you again

The dices are thrown.