You see the tears of Godfalling down into the seaHorizon is calm as icebut that's not how it seemsStorm is rising from the northwhere the waves are made of sorrowWe're sailing into a place,where I can rest in peaceBecause of you, I guess we're throughthis is the way it has to beThe last page in our storyhas been full of lies and deceitComment too long. Clickhereto view the full text.