There was a wave that we hit from our side, taking water as she capsized. And we awake in a no man's land, with a no man's life, and it's pa**ing before our eyes
Burnt ground, walking on charred feet, we're hanging our heads down and sinking this body into itself. Shipwrecked and verging on misstep, we're here in the hundreds, wayward and sundrenched. We'll pace ourselves
Hardpressed, deserted and chartless, entrenched in this gauntlet; it's making our palms sweat. The sun goes down. Stars out, we're making our charts now. To make every breath count, we're saving our grim doubts to save ourselves
Burnt ground, walking on charred feet, we're hanging our heads down and sinking this body into itself. Walking through nonsense in harkening darkness, we're taking in stray hounds for dragging our heartbeat behind itself
Parched breath, determined and heartless. We're cursing the names now who started the conquest, and casting spells