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 diagonstone 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 isle of the dead The sign of Eph is gone so is the sun
On the ebony throne Lies the diagonstone My voyage to vanity Oh, take me there To the ebony throne I followed the sirensong No progressive technology Can bring me back
Candlemass The Ebony Throne