Where's the muses cave the isle of the dead The sign of Eph is gone so is the sun Tired and confused I sail into the night With the devil at my shoulder I'll be fine I ride the straits of darkness everyday No light will lead my way from my pain Drowned in tideless pools no haven for my mind In grief I meet the storm eye to eye On the ebony throne lies the dragonstone My voyage to vanity oh, take me there To the ebony throne I followed the sirensong * No enlightened society can bring me back In the maelstrom of minds like a will-o-the=wisp I sail on ... I sail the depths of apathy alone The world is fading I'm a long way from home Where's the muses cave the island of the dead The sign of Eph is gone so is the sun * No progressive technology
