The tales untold are true Spirits of water circle above you As you trespa** the side of the fall Drawn into darkness Drawn by the call Breathe in the night An October insight As you can see grey is not white The land of the bleak has never been black Once we are here we can never get back Rain without end This is a dead run Desperately lacking the light of a sun All it can be A dead world revealed Only to those who can never be free Lost in the halflight No colours appear They're only a story, not even near What is really the seemingly eternal fight To dwell within this lesser kind of night