(Music & Lyrics: Jason Kohnen)
The cold water in which I stand
Portrays the tears I once cried
I face a sunset of sweet sins
In a dusk of perishing hopes
I bear the shroud
That once warmed me
I bear a torn shroud
That now greves with me
I bear the shroud
That once warmed me
I bear a torn shroud
That now greves with me
I wash my hands
With glory that once was with might once shared
Through my fingers it sleeps...
...alas...it sleeps...
Blissful winds that covet me
