From the recording Dingir


Pull me out when I’ve lost it
Now you’ve gone on and lost yourself
You held my hand but you lost it
Now you control yourself

Dig down low
Bury these thoughts
We’ll cross the ancient seas

You lost your light
Shadows of missing time
Can you control your life?

Dig down low
And bury this thought
Under the ancient tree

Pull back the curtain
Let the ghost out