The Hand of the Unspoken Lyrics

As we walk the dark path, cold with frostbitten words paved.
We watch the tears gather, a ghostly red coloured river.
Like a sea of unmet solitude.
Like the storms of ages haunting over the paths of sorrow.
This sea divided in two by the hands of the unspoken.
As we walk between shades and shadows once again.
This sea divided in two by the hands of the unspoken.
As we walk the dark path, this cold will hunt us down.
As we walk the path, cold with frostbitten words paved.
We watch the tears gather, this cold will hunt us down.