The Beacon

The starlit sky offered bearing My escort through the night When heavens darkened it dimmed my Way and deprived of my guiding light I must find my beacon To let what's dead come back to life My capsized vessel weakens The eternal red turns to night Conformed to comfort Our sanctuary it was worth the unease It offered shelter and at bay in silence the spreading disease I must find my beacon To let what's dead come back to life My capsized vessel weakens The eternal red turns to night I must find the beacon Before dearth of light becomes my blood And I must leave the forsaken From the shadows of dusk into the light The grace of the moonlit sky my sanctum And the high seas only sometimes pacified Soon reduced into a final resting Still I'm soaring Still I'm soaring I must find my beacon To let what's dead come back to life My capsized vessel weakens The eternal red turns to night I must find the beacon Before dearth of light becomes my blood And I must leave the forsaken From the shadows of dusk into the light