Somewhere Between Oblivion and Bliss

It was the hour of the wolf, I could tell by the cannon fire,
Stealing victory from the jaws of desire,
Just before sunrise when there's no-one else around,
The sky takes its first breath and the night begins to drown.

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 around your neck,
Every siren song needs 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.

Every siren song needs a shipwreck.