Wraith Songtext
von Blindfolded and Led to the Woods

I dare to unearth your motives
My best interest at heart
I′ll never know if it was too much
But it was too late

I fled the scene, your body
Drawn in white silhouette
Saving my eyes from your choices
Clinical white box closing in


Wraith

Conflicting answers
To questions I never asked
Your final peace
The salt that stole my drowning eyes
Hoisted sails without a compass
As the timbre of your voices
Fades into whistling leaves
Your wraith gently guides
These broken hands