Defeater - The Worst of Fates lyrics

I won't be coming back home

The letters bleed from ink to
Pen to paper thin
And black washes out as the sea pours in
Tides push and pull me back to you
Posted in Solomon waves
Panic in crashing blue
No floor beneath my feet, lost in fires blind
Wade through the worst of
Fates under pale twilight
Steel rears and bends iron bottom bound
My oiled, airless lungs, candle burning out

I hear the siren's song
I feel it pull me down
Sink with the memory of you
Sink with my brothers-in-arms
Sink with the setting of the sun
I hear the siren and her song
I feel it pull me down
Panic in blue, sink with the memory of you
Panic in blue, sink with my brothers-in-arms
Panic in blue
Sink with the setting of the sun
I hear the siren and her song
I feel it pull me down