Darkness Won't Take Me (Live in Belfast)

Torn down to bits

Traipsed for miles and miles

It's coming full circle, this parable of mine

Patience is virtue, death ain't my wish

Endless downward spiral always on the brim

How cold the sun running out of steam?

I blend into chaos, invisible

These ruins of Yore shattered by the winds

Here I find my harbor below the stars

These empty streets I'm bound to walk along

I'm the last one standing, adrift and alone

Darkness won't take me, I belong with decay

Loneliness will guide me, clinging onto grace

How cold the sun running out of steam?

I blend into chaos, invisible

These ruins of Yore shattered by the winds

Here I find my harbor below the stars