No Allies
the helmsman shall be asked before one unties a knot
unlike surviving, death is a solitary act
oh any longer I can’t hold on tight
to the ropes of this loosened sail dragging us overboard
black is the ocean
that we are sailing on
rare are the islands
and so are our allies
no allies!
no land in sight, but the transit to Hades
a desire and a promise for those who dare to rest
oh any longer I can’t stay on course
the spinning needle of the compass makes us sail in circles
black is the ocean
that we are sailing on
rare are the islands
and so are our allies
no allies!
one single light is guiding us, we navigate
please give us passage to wherever it is pointing at
V: Am Am/G F D
C: Dm F, F Am, G F
I: Am Am/G Dm Am, D C F G D, D C F Em A