Our Pale Departure

Below the tide we strain to breathe

Imprisoned selfish suffocating souls

Salvation screams from high above the trees

While our beating hearts beg and plead to fold

Paling light falls behind approaching clouds

Hope flutters like ashes in the wind

So blind we've become to the burial shroud

Cautions unheard silently shriek from within

Time is lost and we bear our scars

Without rise we are fearful of the fall

Darkness has come to blanket the stars

And even mountains vanish behind the squall

Broken hands exhume unspoiled graves

Digging deeper for the dust below the dirt

Here you'll find only bones of once a slave

Ridden with regrets they are unable to revert

Faded flesh slumbering in the tomb

An indication of our inevitable doom

Echoing voices from below the hollow

Calling us, calling us to follow