Castaway from TEMPLE by Olde

CASTAWAY

Black waves that hammer the shore
The icy mist whips and churns
The years fell away…
Some stayed as long as they dared
Most left to brave the seas
All gone, one remains…
This place is spirit extinction
Every season, lose more ground
The flesh from bone
…And the wind blows wicked cold ‘round here

Endless days into endless nights
None return, out of sight
Just the long dead voices,
That beckon me home

“Come back to me, come back…”

Another storm rips at the land
The treeline is torn away
No shelter from the rain…

Should have left when hope still shone
This island sinks into the sea
This flesh, this bone
…And the wind blows wicked cold ‘round here

Endless nights into endless days
No more reasons, castaway
Just the long dead voices,
That beckon me home…

“Come back to me, come back…”

• Metal
• Rock
• doom
• hardcore
• sludge
• stoner
• Toronto