| Where's the muses cave 
The isle of the dead 
The sign of Eph is gone 
So is the sun 
Tired and confused 
I sail into the night 
With the devil at my shoulder 
I'll be fine 
I ride the straits of darkness everyday 
No light will lead my way from my pain 
Drowned in tideless pools 
No haven for my mind 
In grief I meet the storm 
Eye to eye 
On the ebony throne 
Lies the diagonstone 
My voyage to vanity 
Oh, take me there 
To the ebony throne 
I followed the sirensong 
No enlightened society 
Can bring me back 
in the maelstrom of minds 
Like a will-o-the-wisp 
I sail on... 
I sail the depths of apathy alone 
The world is fading 
I 'm a long way from home |