A Siren Song to a Shipwreck

It was the hour of the wolf, I could tell by the cannon fire,
Stealing victory from the jaws of desire,
That time just before sunrise when there's no-one around,
And the sky begins to brighten and the world is full of sorrow.

I'm staring into the abyss,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I never wanted this,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I'm standing on the precipice,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I never wanted this,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss.

I can't remember the last time that I took a breath,
You drink till you're blind and you trample your problems to death,
A medallion of Saint Bernadette hangs 'round your neck,
A siren song to a shipwreck.

I'm staring into the abyss,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I never wanted this,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I'm standing on the precipice,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I never wanted this,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss,
I never wanted this,
Somewhere between oblivion and bliss.