West Rising Sun

I'm undone as the thread
That holds my heart in place
Was cut as the sun dipped its head to the sea
Directions turn to cross the path the gods have laid
These sores of the western rise to shine will make them explode with ruptured embrace
With heartache in place it makes me implode with back strokes

With back strokes
I'm fighting a losing battle

If only the dreams were made for real, were made for real
If only the dreams were made for real
The beauty is in the eye of the beholder
It's only the ugly thing
And it's the only ugly thing

Unless the tide will break
The world has fallen
The current will silence me
The world has fallen
The black of the water
The world has fallen
My smile will widen finally
The world has fallen
The culprit is born
The culprit is born
With back strokes
I'm fighting a losing battle

A losing battle
A losing battle
In case you didn't hear, I'm drowning in it (x 4)

Now this round burst of blood
Is found on the western shores
Engulfed by the tides of dirt
That cover its shine with filth
Reveal its true hue and its skill
This desert sky needs help
Enjoy to destroy hell
Its true colors will