Two coins for the ferryman,
The night sky is ahead of me
Shallow graves by the riverbed,
I'm low down from the certainty,
of whats to come
The last call to the underworld
dragged numb from the life of me
doors closed from the streets above
A deep breath for the tidal waves,
so hold me close
under liars and thieves, drained blood deranged amidst the cold
I'm a bastard of man, pinned down by crooks to take my soul
Immersed in the night, as worms crawl the dirt beneath my skin
Rotten in spoils, withdrawn and silent, and plagued by sin
As black as disease, worn down and shadowed below my eyes
A serpent of tongues, wraps around my mind
Sleep a while longer
now, don't be afraid
of lips in lurid opal blue
Open the sky, to infinite space
as oceans wave,
it's time to say goodbye