(Galahad)
Today I took his heart and cast it back into the lake
So silently it sank into the depths from whence it came
I fight to find a reason and those who now remain
Can't let it pass in vain
I thought I'd found the answers but I'll never understand
The why, the how, the wherefore in this God forsaken land
We raise a man to 'saviour', we bow to his command,
Then break him where he stands
Life just seems so empty
without you
Dischordal, retreating
Fist-broken and bleeding
Defiant, unfeeling, a bereft enemy,
Immortal, all seeing His lightness of being
Disciples, we lead him to his
Gethsemenie,
Each one has blood on his skin,
Every knife ebbs the life away,
The ice of destiny thins
When we cross, it decides to break
These final hours of daylight turn this tattered heart insane
Extinguishing the candles like the shadow dancers flame
Each friend is like a stranger, the shallow minds embrace
Disdain upon each face
Life just seems so empty
without you
Dischordal, retreating
Fist-broken and bleeding
Defiant, unfeeling, a bereft enemy,
Immortal, all seeing His lightness of being
Disciples, we lead him to his
Gethsemenie
Each one has blood on his skin,
Every knife ebbs the life away,
The ice of destiny thins
When we cross, it decides to break
And now my eyes betray me through this callous twist of fate
Imprinted on the landscape like reflections in the lake
Across the sky at sunset, with every dawn that breaks
I swear I see his face
Life just seems so empty
without you
Today I took his heart and cast it back into the lake
So silently it sank into the depths from whence it came
I fight to find a reason and those who now remain
Can't let it pass in vain
I thought I'd found the answers but I'll never understand
The why, the how, the wherefore in this God forsaken land
We raise a man to 'saviour', we bow to his command,
Then break him where he stands
Life just seems so empty
without you
Dischordal, retreating
Fist-broken and bleeding
Defiant, unfeeling, a bereft enemy,
Immortal, all seeing His lightness of being
Disciples, we lead him to his
Gethsemenie,
Each one has blood on his skin,
Every knife ebbs the life away,
The ice of destiny thins
When we cross, it decides to break
These final hours of daylight turn this tattered heart insane
Extinguishing the candles like the shadow dancers flame
Each friend is like a stranger, the shallow minds embrace
Disdain upon each face
Life just seems so empty
without you
Dischordal, retreating
Fist-broken and bleeding
Defiant, unfeeling, a bereft enemy,
Immortal, all seeing His lightness of being
Disciples, we lead him to his
Gethsemenie
Each one has blood on his skin,
Every knife ebbs the life away,
The ice of destiny thins
When we cross, it decides to break
And now my eyes betray me through this callous twist of fate
Imprinted on the landscape like reflections in the lake
Across the sky at sunset, with every dawn that breaks
I swear I see his face
Life just seems so empty
without you