I walk this earth in torment I bathe in anguished waves I carry this storm inside No rest and no escape Unfounded fire feeding the siren's call, the keening Defeatedly yearning to be lost in death's sweet embrace I do not fear the darkness I do not fear the cold This mortal form is tired This weary soul is old Memories of life Nightmares of waterlogged remains Agony bleeds And robs me of dreams No reconciliation No rest and no escape No carnal worldly sin Could ease this ancient ache I do not fear the darkness I do not fear the cold This mortal form is tired This weary soul is old O deepest, darkest sea As I slip into perdition May I glimpse the absolution of mortality's delusions For here is an eternal continuance Free of adversity and useless martyrdom I do not fear the darkness I do not fear the cold This mortal form is tired This weary soul is old Fading into peaceful oblivion Bright lights behind closed eyes My spirit one with the ebb and flow, the tide The rumble of my soul still and quiet now My heart fluttering against the iron bars of my body Fighting to stay awake