Eyes forward, icy exodus Move with the striations Cause time is always pulling With every intention Of ripping us all to shreds Our time is always pulling
It’s time and it’s time And it’s over and over The pile keeps piling And no one can let it go A ledger of profit and loss We are all alone together A mass of wandering enemies We have spread ourselves too thin We are all alone
Count me as one of the lost Count me as one of the lost Count me as one of the lost Count me as one of the lost
Count me as one of the lost For I am named and numbered There’s no escape for me There’s no escape for me Count me as one of the lost For I am named and numbered There’s no escape for me There’s no escape for me
Oh, when the irony graves us all Return me to The mother of all the things that have gone Oh, so horribly wrong
Left alone to wander the coast When I was plucked from the arms of the sea And I just thought that you’d already know That my feet would return to me
Icy wind at my back You are the chill in the bones of all living earth Carry my steps onward Carry me onward
Summer has come and gone Find me now in the throes of winter And when the mountains thaw I will be the lone resistance Summer has come and gone Find me now in the throes of winter And when the mountains thaw I alone will be the resistance
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