The Tempest

I think the prophets are sick of washing feet
I think a stint in the grave is what we need
Tired of hitting that note that's just offbeat
On your shores I'm a wreck; cast off, I'm adrift
Maybe one day we'll find just where we stand
And 'til then I'll claw my way out again
Every moon I cross that door
Unhook the beast but then you call
And it limps toothless to its lair

So liberate or let me dissipate
My candle's burning fiercer than you've ever seen before
If I could learn to just incinerate you

And time and time again we come undone
Bleed out all the arteries we've kept numb
I'm a broken blade but you're my scabbard

Only kin could ever cut so deep
Reach far inside and draw out lead
Give me strength to cut these bonds, bear the Mark
And book myself two-way tickets east to Nod

Now if you love me, you'd learn to hate me
Eye for an eye, blinded to our every flaw
Just don't forgive me, then you'd have to kill me

And every time I think that ship has sunk
You rise up from the depths and sail me on
You are the lighthouse in my hurricane
(The sea like a moth, and your light a far flame)
And even if the dark engulfs me whole
Your name will be the only prayer I know
I am the plague and you're the remedy
(The dancers all fall, and we are all that remain)
And we are all that remains

The rise and fall, the beast, the whore
You've seen it all, still you take my hand
And when the flames recede
Our ashes mix to form the promised land

And every time I think that ship has sunk
You rise up from the depths and sail me on
You are the lighthouse in my hurricane
(The sea like a moth, and your light a far flame)
And even if the dark engulfs me whole
Your name will be the only prayer I know
I am the plague and you're the remedy
(The dancers all fall, and we are all that remain)



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Writer(s): Joshua Cheong
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