Let me speak free from scorn

Stars like weeds grow unshorn

They lie austere and vain

Old, still as the clay

Crows show our way home

Night was rain, a falling sea

A rusted dawn strains to be

Stones steam and snag the mists that rose

From the low sun, a solemn glow

O lustrous glow, the sun is low

You've started a fire , you've started a fire you can't

put out

You've burned your bridges, can't go back from where you

came

Vision is falling, just writhe and burn out of control

No use pretending, slither back into your hole

You'll drag your house down, when truth comes calling at

your door

Stare through the misty wonder, the life of men's souls

Your cup is empty and you are running out of time

Caving your head in, don't dare to dream it will implode