At Low Tide

Leviathans of sorrowed names
Drown again with the earth's demise
A whore waits, her arms withspread
Another failure that won't stay down
No rites of hell are tempting
The poison tastes like honeyed kills
Live again through united loss
Behold the means to forgive yourself

In my eyes, a genocide, a cleansing fire
Tortured for everything I hold
Lay in the past, breathe amidst the smoke
Lay in the past, choke and succumb

At low tide, with holocaust in my sights

We can't keep running, this is our divide
We just keep running, this is our divide

This is our divide