I just suppose that I should tell you this, before the ocean turns to sea
Because emotion bled your reason dry, and left you thinking with your head
If I cast back on how you used to be, in the mist and through the years
It makes me sad to see the damage dear, and see the cipher you've become
What of you were and that one's disappeared, and sorrow deep to lose that sweet
Can time imagine that we've come to this? cnd so are riven from between
Can God forgive my part and lack of faith? Believe the convict not the crime?
cnd while time wanders in the dead of night, so through the pain in time we'll die
cnd in our ashes there are no words to tell, the sad corruption of ourselves
cnd in our ashes there are no words to tell, the sad corruption of ourselves