Hereby stand alone
Counting moments as they come and go
All this time without a whisper of a word
Losing touch with things you said and whispers heard
Holding to the rope
With tired hands
Fire falls to the rain
Dead ash rises from the flame
Ascending into nevermore
Through this discord
Through this discord
We are nevermore
Through days seeming heavensent
We sleep
Blind to the ways
We made hell
Only we could bend
Asleep
We don't see
Every way
We made hell
Fire falls to the rain
Dead ash rises from the flame
Ascending into
nevermore
Through this discord