The Wanderer - Alesana

A few prisms of glass offer little comfort in the blackness

The desolate emptiness drinking every last drop of life that’s left in me

I pray for absolution, let me return to the path of a tempting lie

Lead me towards the light

Truly I’ve run awry

My compass is spinning in the shadows

It’s funny how we believe the things that we tell ourselves to And our hearts simply follow

I pray for absolution, let me return to the path of a tempting lie

Lead me towards the light

I pray for absolution, let me return to the path of a tempting lie

Lead me towards the light