歌词
Wander, take the thoughts away
The abyss calls forth, beckons the blind
Hope draws near but elusive is her grip
For my hands are tainted with guiltless deeds
The incessant washing of fire and blood
Besmirched are my hands of no filth
The fallacy of the heart governs the sound truth
And still the scars keep fresh
All I see before me are the eyes of misjudgment
Watching me crawl through this tunnel of desolation
Hands held up high, feeling the hedges of this dark maze
As I'm lost of sight, I feel my way through this haze
Wandering about the light of her hand reaches out
But it slips away as I run forth, crying out her name
Lost and stranded, alone and saddened
I cry out her name
My knees dragging towards her, my hands placed on my face
Ashamed
She points to the well within her long shadow
"The victory of pain is to wander into the abyss to find the light"