You are the ever-lasting guilt, lingers You are the gla** hidden in sand And in the morning when I wake, follow Close behind me knive in hand Does the tide love it's lunar bride? Was man on purpose or mistake? Or was God hypnotized? And I remember when you came and folded It was a young boy full of love And all the good I did in vain, can't seem To tell the demons from the sane Does the tide love it's lunar bride? Was man on purpose or mistake? Or was God hypnotized? And oh, this sky provokes Endless questions without answers Oh, this eternal water Must reach to the ends of the earth And what will we do if nothing misty finds us? I shall die alone