Don't get too close - this shore is cavernous and cold   Too close is cavernous and cold   Cavernous and cold   You're collecting empty shells   Too late to scribe   Alive - on my soul   I'd rather hide - than fight you stealing my soul   A marbled ocean of steaming ghosts   They bore what's tavernous and told   A haunted ocean is tavernous and told   I am where the fearing dwells   Too late to scribe   Alive - on my soul   I'd rather hide - than fight you stealing my soul   Don't get too close- to this steaming ocean of ghosts   Too late to scribe   Alive - on my soul   I'd rather hide - than fight you stealing my soul   Too late to scribe   Alive - on my soul   I'd rather hide - than fight you stealing my soul   I am where the fearing dwells   Cavernous cold   Cavernous cold   Cold cold