Shifting light outlines my battered form
Stranger to the world, alone in my abandonment
A gaining army of white horses,
Stark warning before the icy front
The deceiving calm betrays all signs of impeding change
Evening tide what do you hide, damnation or salvation?
As my skin breaks the blackened surface,
The cold is rising, yet all embracing
Darkness, erase this lonesome place from my every existence
An angry sky bares the signs,
A distant violence yet to break
The ocean's traveler cry forth across the waves
Lightning cracks across a vast horizon,
Reaching out its hands towards an unsuspecting shore
No light to guide
No ties, no ties to bind
Evening tide what do you hide? What do you hide?
To the years spent waiting on the winds of change,
This is penance paid (This is my penance paid)
To the morning Sun,
Whose warmth never found this young man's face…
Shifting light outlines my battered form
Stranger to the world, alone!
Evening tide, what do you hide?
What do you hide?
Lightning cracks across a vast horizon,
Reaching out its hand towards an unsuspecting shore
With a final effort I strike out across the swells,
Seeking only the answers, maybe horizons hold
With a final effort I strike out across the swells,
Seeking only the answers, maybe horizons hold