Time is drifting by Life’s great mystery is blind We’ll never know Tyrants hold their grasp Existence will never truly last Fictional flow I’m falling below Crawling, dying it’s the last time I’ll cry for help Just like summers end The leaves they fall, wither, and die This is where it began
Searing sun will blind our eyes Sparkling stigma in a flash of light Pale remembrance of our genesis Who is this stranger so vaguely familiar A specter of my past self, illusions from another life Behind shadows Inside this room Suppressed gallows The mind consumes Alone I die, alone I die, alone I die
Devoid of consciousness Enthralled by emptiness so vast We are waiting to pass dreams I’ve had are drifting aside A vague glimpse of the soul
A burning wildfire grows on the horizon We must turn our back on tragedy And embrace the wings of change
Behind shadows Inside this room Suppressed gallows The mind consumes Alone I die, alone I die, alone I die Tragedy consumes, comprehension abhorred Perception twists a temporary form of being Alone we wait in this ever growing black Where are we going? An agenda unannounced Will we awake to meet the dreamers? The makers of our consciousness
This is unstoppable, relentless I question our existence This is who I am? Is this what we are? Intentionally accidental?
On this island in the cosmos We await our final form Primordial destination Evolution is reborn I sense the unknown And it feels like home
The gardens of rejuvenation Hide the pains of devastation Alone we travel in a sea of dreams And consume a tragic nostalgia