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 dragonstone

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

Where's the muses cave

the island of the dead

The sign of Eph is gone

so is the sun



* No progressive technology