The golden times are passed The only pain is felt now Chapters remain in mind Our grace is faded to pale
What's our air around? Nothing but burst of clutter What's our lot for today? Keep rotting in the real world
If no one is to come The rain will never stop If no need to be The quiet end we see But what's done is done And someone will come One day it won't cease The sun sets us free
Lord of skies in blissful shroud Fill us with force of wit The tree of right knowledge is open For beauty of clear soul
The sacred apathy Gives self-possession rise We're always led by truth Even when we're on the mat
If no one is to come The rain will never stop If no need to be The quiet end we see But what's done is done And someone will come One day it won't cease The sun sets us free
Solo: Serge Vai Atrocity
If no one is to come The rain will never stop If no need to be The quiet end we seev But what's done is done And someone will come One day it won't cease The sun sets us free