I don't live to rise again to reborn and never end once I'm on the other side I'll see if it was the end of my ride I don't live to transform present into past or fall into a lifeless pattern going nowhere fast
Master I will always be of all that is of me but I can't ever touch what is of thee
I question things to see if they are what they're said to be I ask the why and wherefore I reap the fruits of time but I let it take it's course but where no-one can answer me where nobody'll ever know that is where my path begins that is where I go
Human flesh – human blood but in your words I'm nothing but god
A master eye is the eye able to behold and part truth from lie in what it's been told