In the wildest nights
and sacred hallows
We find ourselves
upon the gallows
Of life and death
and lost in between
Where dreams and reality
enforce the unseen.

Woe, we the lost
and those we follow
We find ourselves
to be the hollows
In meaning and madness,
devoid are we
Caged in thoughts
when we are free.

All fears and fright,
the head it swallows
Together alone
An ocean shallow
Keep afloat
but drown shall we
When tears and smiles
consume our dreams.

Woe, we in love
Woe, we so shallow
We find ourselves
upon the gallows
In meaning and madness
we crave to be
The slightest touch
-Will set us free.