| Secrets buried safe and sound | |
| Tell me stories of thrones and crowns | |
| You said all of this would be mine | |
| Shimmering in silver dots | |
| I hear a siren calling my name | |
| She says choice is always yours | |
| It doesn't matter much to you or to me | |
| Whether we die on the land or on the sea | |
| The sun will shine, a thousand rains will fall | |
| But your generous grave will hide us all | |
| Rip me open to see in front of me | |
| Immerse me and all I know | |
| What is untold is worth all the gold in the world | |
| Sink with your hopes, burn with the city | |
| I will follow the trail of this banshee calling me | |
| This time, choice is only mine | |
| It doesn't matter much to you or to me | |
| Whether we die on the land or on the sea | |
| The sun will shine, a thousand rains will fall | |
| In your generous grave we'll unfold | |
| I'll stay in here with you | |
| Hold my hand, I won't let you | |
| Drown in their plea for silence | |
| But I know, what is untold | |
| Is worth all the gold in the world |