He walks head down through the woods,
It began here a long time ago...

The moon's enthralling glare lashes out at my once...
Sincere to you, to your hunger and despair...

You laugh at me
Diminish what is me...

You can tell alot about a soul from how it bleeds...
More from the way it shares the distress...

There's panic outside.
There's safety behind a locked door...

The Dock reigns strong and calm,
The Sea, in turn, falls to the authoritative...