Lethe کے بول

An archon waits by the river The archon waits for me Watching myself dissolve I'm stuck inside this dream It waits in shadows deep Its' eyes are fixed on me I fall silent into the void Far from the mercy seat And they call us sinners But we are the last believers They call us sinners There's an archon by the river They've always preyed on me Even now as life has left me Their current, my ceaseless tide Oh God, I am drowning Another name without a memory This light is cruel and blinding Devoid of symmetry And they call us sinners No, we're the last believers! They call us sinners Oh, shooting star Drown in me! Drink Forget Repeat Oh, shooting star Oh, restless soul Drown in me! Drink Forget Repeat