Lethe

An archon waits by the river
The archon waits for me
Watching myself dissolve
I'm stuck inside this dream

It waits in shadows deep
Its' eyes are fixed on me
I fall silent into the void
Far from the mercy seat

And they call us sinners
But we are the last believers
They call us sinners
There's an archon by the river
They've always preyed on me
Even now as life has left me
Their current, my ceaseless tide

Oh God, I am drowning
Another name without a memory

This light is cruel and blinding
Devoid of symmetry

And they call us sinners
No, we're the last believers!
They call us sinners

Oh, shooting star
Drown in me!
Drink
Forget
Repeat

Oh, shooting star

Oh, restless soul
Drown in me!
Drink
Forget
Repeat