Oh, to be whole - not split in two,

To choose the lie that feels most true.

He stood by the shore, in love with the sea,

And the voice of the water whispered, “Set yourself free.”

But the soul he carried - old and wise,

Said, “Love is blind, and love will lie.”

So he cast off his soul with a silver blade,

And the shadow walked, and the light did fade.

Each year it came, with tale and lure,

But the heart was lost, and the soul impure.

Shadowbound, this silent war,

Between what we are and what we’re for.

Oh, to be whole - not split in two,

To choose the lie that feels most true.

In the depths, where hearts are drowned,

He found his soul, and pulled it down.

And in that sea, he died to rise,

One body, one breath, one sacrifice!

Shadowbound, this silent war,

Between what we are and what we’re for.

Shadowbound, this silent war,

Between what we are...

Shadowbound, this silent war,

Between what we are and what we’re for.

Shadowbound, this silent war,

Between what we are and what we’re for.

Shadowbound, this silent war,

What we are, what we are, what we are,

And what we are for...