Isis
"Low Tide"

Can't count the cost
Raise broken hands
To all past glory
I played my heart
Now they're letting me go home

A loner
Alone, undone
A loner
Alone and dead

Can't count the cost
Still cursed by one
unending vision
I'll thank you all
As you're letting me go home

A loner
Alone, undone
A loner
Alone and down