Of Wounds To Come (October Tide)

Cast aside my will Decomposing soul, abandoned and cold Every step is a foot in the grave Admitting the pain is too profound for the brave I release you from my arms again No, this is not my burden Lifeless, always Your words will remain But your image, a crooked frame With a mind like seasons, there's no chance for reason The withering brings promise of dichotomy Reflections of what I've done, our requiem The horizon is a reminder, of wounds to come The smoke will lead you home If I could only burn The words I've yet to learn I saw the light in the sky We weren't always so blind to the lies, devouring life When the last star falls, who's to blame For the eternal night, of wishes reclaimed? The dawn of a new day, same faces, new pain To carry on would be insane I release you from my arms again No, this is not my burden Close your eyes and breath Time to leave, this will be the end Where do I begin? This was a mistake, I have nothing to say Your pain is well deserved I've lived and loved, and all I've learned (We can) We can only promise to burn Marvel at the bridges flame, wonder why they never came End of all They consider the body a temple Tear down the walls The horizon is a reminder, of wounds to come