Memento Mori - Caravan Of Souls lyrics

I stand alone on this cold, stormy shoreline

no one can tell the secrets in keep

out from the seeming real

rise silent scry

trying to find nothing but peace.

Marching on

the caravan of souls

they're marching on;

the caravan of souls.

Soul's caravan

seems to walk upon water

shapeless in make

beyond descriptions reach

friends taking you

what is this that I feel

joy and relief, I'm eagar to join.

I'm not alone on this cold, drowning shoreline

alive without end; far from my domine

I can't believe my eyes as I turn around,

leaving behind the footprints in the sand.

Marching in the caravan of souls.

It's the breath taking you

it's the caravan of souls.