Of Wounds To Come - October Tide

Cast aside my will

Decomposing soul, abandoned and cold

Every step is a foot in the grave

Admitting the pain is too profound for the brave

I release you from my arms again

No, this is not my burden

Lifeless, always

Your words will remain

But your image, a crooked frame

With a mind like seasons, there’s no chance for reason

The withering brings promise of dichotomy

Reflections of what I’ve done, our requiem

The horizon is a reminder, of wounds to come

The smoke will lead you home

If I could only burn

The words I’ve yet to learn

I saw the light in the sky

We weren’t always so blind to the lies, devouring life

When the last star falls, who’s to blame

For the eternal night, of wishes reclaimed?

The dawn of a new day, same faces, new pain

To carry on would be insane

I release you from my arms again

No, this is not my burden

Close your eyes and breath

Time to leave, this will be the end

Where do I begin?

This was a mistake, I have nothing to say

Your pain is well deserved

I’ve lived and loved, and all I’ve learned

(We can) We can only promise to burn

Marvel at the bridges flame, wonder why they never came

End of all

They consider the body a temple

Tear down the walls

The horizon is a reminder, of wounds to come