Drowned in Cyan

If I were the ocean I would dry myself
In disbelief and disgrace
Sweep away the venom set on our path behind
Pull your face to the deep once again
Do you recognize my darkest I?
Flames all around
Burning guilt and drawing demise
Flames all around
Burning guilt and drawing demise
These corridors now painted of cyan and blue
For we're recreated,a salvation in bloom
This is our last will before dusk
Drowning in cyan, rushing headlong to the void
Meditate and go astray in new grace
I'll bring enlightment through your clouded lies
A torch bearer against the tide
Now arised
These corridors now painted of cyan and blue
For we're recreated, a salvation in bloom
This is our last will
If I were vast as the oceans are
I would sorely spread myself