Looking back into light
Once named as peace
Looking back from the dark
Once named as fear

Looking back into light
Once named as love
Looking back from the dark
Once named as pain

Looking back into light
Once named as hope

Five steps further
Further away from the edge
Of what we once called light

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

I can still feel the coldness of that chair
The coldness of the paradigm
As I bowed my head down
And whispered out His name

Emptiness that came so violently
Bareness of the paradigm
As I only heard my words
And the echoes of her wail

The light
Receding

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

Knelt and folded hands
For the last time
Whispered a prayer
Cried out to him unanswered
Small as I will ever be

A comforting lap grew thorns
Unifying song turned sour
Driving nails through the palms
In desperation reaching out for your help

Casting stones with feeble hands
Lifted up with your fears
Driving nails through clean hands
In desperation reaching out for your care

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

I can still feel the coldness of that chair
The coldness of the paradigm
As I bowed my head down
And whispered out His name

Emptiness that came so violently
Bareness of the paradigm
As I only heard my words
And the echoes of her wail

Knelt and folded hands
For the last time
Whispered a prayer
Cried out to him unanswered
Small as I will ever be

Six steps further
Further away
From the house we once called home
We once called home

Time to leave and take my space
Time will leave a bitter taste and open wounds

The turning of tide seems faster
Seems much faster now
The circling of time seems tighter
Much tighter now

Time to leave and take my space
Time will leave a bitter taste and open wounds

The turning of tide seems faster
Seems much faster now
The circling of time seems tighter
Much tighter now

Floes drifting apart

We just stood there
Wind in our eyes
Not knowing that we would be
Drawn apart

Keep following the time
Keep following the tide of time

The damage done
The violence of all that deafening silence
The damage done
The violence of all those good intentions

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

The turning of tide seems faster
Seems much faster now
The circling of time seems tighter
Seems much tighter now

Seven steps further
Further away
From the ideal we once dubbed humane

The Devil's finest trick
Was to persuade the world
That He was not made up by man

It's getting harder and harder
To make sense
To read your words
To swallow your oil

Short-sighted
Ill-tempered
Greed-ridden
Unwilling and unable

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

There will be punishment
There will be an end
Oh and it will come to you
It will come to me

It's getting harder
Harder to make sense
To read your words
To swallow your oil

We chose to believe
We are not the same
We chose not to be
A family again

With every step I'm slipping further away from you

Eight steps further
Further away
From the rock we once built on

Who do I trust if not you?
Who do I build on?
Who do I lean on if not you?
Who do I search for?

To speak
To open up oneself
Is to offer up a neck
And if the teeth are sharpened
And mouth thirsty for blood
Letters become words
Words evolve into phrases
Like spreading weeds with lives of their own
Doubts become truths
Thoughts into intentions
Like rogue waves with lives of their own

Then we move in
Ready for the kill

Then we move in
Not ready to die

To speak
To open up oneself
Is to offer up a neck
And if the teeth are sharpened
And mouth thirsty for blood

Who do I trust if not you?
Who do I build on?
Who do I lean on if not you?
Who do I search for?

With every step I'm slipping further away from you