Where's the muses cave
the isle of the dead
the sign of eph is gone
so is the sun
tired and confused
i sail into the night
with the devil at my shoulder
i'll be fine
I ride the straits of darkness everyday
no light will lead my way from my pain
drowned in tideless pools
no haven for my mind
in grief i meet the storm
eye to eye
On the ebony throne
lies the diagonstone
my voyage to vanity
oh, take me there
to the ebony throne
i followed the sirensong
no enlightened society
can bring me back
in the maelstrom of minds
like a will-o-the-wisp
i sail on...
I sail the depths of apathy alone
the world is fading
i 'm a long way from home