Sight returns
Before cruel thought
There’s such grief in waking
I long to drift unknowing here

But memory soon
Breaks me anew

Again that dreadful whisper
It moves across the drowning tide
I hide in broken towers
But still it knows all that I’ve done
Will I become this darkness?
Will I forget all that I was? Only you
There’s only you

Now the ghosts drifting forward
In the dark of the void
But I do not stand alone
As I ever have before
And I hear the words resound
In your voice, “take my hand”
No, I do not stand alone
As I ever have before

And I hear the words resound In your voice, “take my hand”
No, I do not stand alone as I ever have before

Here we stand at the heart
Of this hopeless world of chaos
No we do not stand alone
As we ever have before