At Sixes And Sevens Lyrics - At Sixes And Sevens - Shane Hebert

In times of strife 

you seem to lose it all, and more somehow 

No waning life can retrieve it 

Can't make the world a better place to thrive 

nor can I keep on persisting 

You're on the wane in funereal winds 

with a thousand winters within 

You're life unveil its weary eyes 

Sun sets in somber skies 

Your waning desires brought to fire 

where your withering life has been mourned 

For a thousand years, where the pain blend with ire 

and the night enflames us both 

"Walk down the narrow path 

Years of decay 

Feel life's soul-inflicting hurt once again" 

You're dying now 

You make it feel somewhat divine 

Your lenient eyes are somewhat healing 

You make it feel the less a strife now 

A precious life cease persisting 

You're on the wane and eden's hewn 

falter still under a funereal moon 

Your tears they sweep upon life's shore 

until the day you weep no more 

Sunset's on the wane 

In life we suffer the same 

When sundown comes around 

stalking strangers on hollowed ground 

Endarkened souls entwined 

together at the end of life 

Embrace the new divine 

or suffer another lifetime 

I can feel the flames 

the fire lick me in vain 

My life can't be regained 

not now, nor then, nor ever again 

We cross our feeble hearts 

the day our souls depart 

Life move in strangest ways 

We died somewhat, somehow in every day