I walked upon a melancholy hill
While whale-song echoed from the chasm deep
The weight of family bonds cementing still
The secrets that our fathers chose to keep

We drown our vulgar truths
Beneath the tide
And lance the boils
That fester in the dark
The trust we place in blood
Has been belied
The soul adrift without a guiding mark
A ship of family now unrigg'd adrift
Conceals a cargo of unspoken shame
The veil between the worlds begins to lift
As we bear witness to a butcher's game

The whispered lies of: They've abandoned you
Eclipse the truths that burn within our soul
I'm all you have, both false and darkly true
Our tortured minds that struggle to stay whole

Unless, per chance, you come to me again
Mine own escape unfoldeth to my hope
Entwined death and life beyond our ken
Immortal in our brief and bitter scope