Angry
At the tide
A perfect
Chime
At 10am
The souls
Are on the mend
The seabed is holding me
The sand it breaks in three
Controll
And release
Free
The plea
Of perjury
Faith
It plays
In rocks
And stones
The house at the end of the road is haunted
I see her everyday
Everyday the same
Her face is melting
The house at the end of the road is falling
Deeper into the sea
One day i'll steal the keys
And find what's underneath