A wind carries your scent ♪ To those who will find you out ♪ A storm forces you down
To seek shelter from the rain ♪ Your trail leads to a mine of cyanide and gold A free falling darkness leads you to yourself ♪ I am low to the ground again ♪ I have the future bearing on down I run with the starlight to the end The tail of the echo subsides ♪ (Now oath breaker sinks low x2) ♪ So I crawl through the hailstones ♪ My eyes fixed on my return ♪ (Now oath breaker sinks low x2) ♪ Time brings them all home ♪ To the eye of every storm