Reflections Songtext
von Scythia

On calm waters stillness prevails
Silence not yet broken
The sun rises slowly
As the north wind passes

His bones begin to chill
As the days grow shorter
He starts to linger home
He starts to drift back home

Piles of solace born from the ashes
Will I find my way?
Eager reflect on my quest
Thoughts linger home


Three weeks at sea
Oceanic monotony
When will I grasp a blade again?
Am I born to die a sailor?
Was I born to climb the mast?
Will I find my way to glory?

Piles of solace born from the ashes
Will I find my way?
Eager reflect on my quest
Thoughts linger home

Tides are turning now
Blackened water, depth unseen
Excitement swells with the prospect
Of perils unknown
Over on the windward side
Found myself peering into the sea
Thinking of my fate
When I saw the eye staring back at me