Drift away, let it fade,
Nothing left to see.
No more sorrow in which to wade,
No more stormy seas.

Page by page, burn the book.
No more lies and pain.
Simply take a closer look,
You'll see, t'was all in vain.

The time is gone, the book is dead,
Devoured by the smoke.
All your fears, evaporated,
A cloud on which to choke.

The pain is only yours to bear,
You feel it, all alone.
To where you'll flee, I do not know,
But flee far from house and home.

Nothing left for you to think,
But that night you loathe and fear
In which you lost all you loved,
and all that you held dear.

Drift away, let it fade,
Nothing left to see.
No more sorrow in which to wade,
No more stormy seas.