The River - Sylosis

A silhouette in the light

A face hidden beneath a bone veil

The winds sound like a distant voice

A wolf in sheep’s clothing

A martyr beneath a mirror

Every whisper I hear

Every breath down the back of my neck

Senses can be fooled so easily

But this runs deeper

This is in my bones

Counting down the days

Dragging out the weight

Blurred lines evade the light

A wolf in sheep’s clothing

A martyr’s disguise

Every whisper I hear

Every breath down the back of my neck

Senses can be fooled so easily

But this runs deeper

This is in my bones

I could have sworn you lay in the ground

In my sight

Yet so far out of reach

Take this misery

Drown it with my memories

So they can never be found

Follow the river down

To where the waves break

I just watched the waters rise

And take a life