I fell for your depths, but the bottom is near The lighthouse shines, but the anchor shall take me I can't sense An eagle should scrape the land only to hunt The less I see, the more I can sense The less I see, the demons are warning me, only now The contours al blurry, Our limbs are cooling, I can't feel you through this cloaking mist Your scent is fading. The silhouette replacing what's left of You Choosing to please the eyes over the heart I fell for your depths, but the bottom is near The lighthouse shines, but the anchor shall take me I can't sense This swallow water will drag me astray The contours al blurry, Our limbs are cooling, I can't feel you through this cloaking mist Your scent is fading. The silhouette replacing what's left of You