A dreadful wind came seeking me,
On a night of June while I was asleep.
She embraced my soul and allowed me to see,
The darkest fears in my minds I keep.

I shook and shivered, closed my eyes,
Tried to run and held on to the lies;
But she roared in rage and shoved me ashore
From where I saw the sea of yore.

The waves spelled names from heaven and hell,
Of love and hate, of wilting friends,
Of nights I spent and relationships I help bend
And of times I thought my life ends.

I cried, I wept, told her I regret
Yet she held onto me until I accept
My lies, my fears, my mistakes and suicide threats,
The world I cursed for wars and deaths.

The waves sung in chorus, consuming me,
Occupying my mind with whom I sinned
Then she woke me from the dream and carried me alee,
To her surreal lair, between heaven and hell,
Now still is the wind...