Sailing to Nowhere

Tonight we sail the wide low wind

Rolling her homeward

With blood on our knives

Who'd have known, you’re a deviant sister

Guts on your blouse

You’re worth your own weight

In diamonds, a dozen

Sailing to nowhere

Vapor to float on

Still we roll on through the night

Battle systems, trading in lies

Taken down by the hounds, one by one

Longing to find our way out

Following the ghost down

Running in circles, a mouse on the table

I try to feel but just don’t

Curling and dead inside

“Go on and cut him in half”, said I