Red Sky
John Baizley
All fall, as one, as none
tooth and skin collide
tide will bury
buried, buried
build broken into new
All fall, we've been here for days stuck on shipless sea,
we've got nothing left we raise our eyes to see end of endless fleet,
tide will bury, we sleep for now
build broken into new
blood will turn slave sin to stone, and stone will carry us back to solid shore