Turn to stone

High above, the sickle moon
All senseless thought slips and drowns
A place, a time gone out of mind
Reaction swims the opal tide

Ferry me down, leave well alone
Ferry me down, turn to stone

Here within, my phantom flesh
Welcome in the glowing guest
Far inside the absolute instinct
Leaves us standing mute

Ferry me down, leave well alone
Ferry me down, turn to stone

Heaven sent some dark marvel
Fool's gold as cold as marble

High above, the sickle moon
Your hidden dreams chill and swoon
A place, a time gone out of sight
Pulse the blood statue of light

Ferry me down, leave well alone
Ferry me down, turn to stone