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where sky greets fire
and time clings to the mind
self illusions flickering images
shadows of pantomime
gestures of a forgotten age
creation from wisdom failed
reflections draw near

I cry for the things you know
the things that you must say

fly my soul into the air
it isn't as though you don't know
by now they all know
and all I can do is cry

ignorant human's grave in the domain of dreams
sleepy wandering fantasies in the air
captured addicted spirit in the world of the dead
cease to exist, body without a soul, senseless stare

when time cascades into the dawn
when life clings to the weary frame
when binding disbelief takes hold

it seems strange
the way their thoughts bang around
inside stair steps
up and down

echo, it echoes
before and after

beátam me dícent ómnes (all shall call me blessed)

around the leaves and willow wisps
the starlight fades out of the mists
there is a journey to find another
a distant place i will uncover

to pacify these aches and pains

we are lost into the fire
but time is not within our minds
and words expose the depths within
tearing trauma deep inside

searing light dancing by
the lost ones inside their minds
channeling madness in the dark

She's sick, in need
Life support, system failure
Atmosphere control error
Emergency procedures must take effect

No alternative, cannot abandon ship
We'll die with her, Mother

as the daylight dims
the dawning begins
another one to fall
i begin again
i know the day
when time runs together
shades of gray return

in the sunlight
I'll be on the horizon
on the other side of time

we will linger
finding our way north
on the other side of life

will I ever be there?
will they ever care?

there was never a time
with any meaning
never a place
to find a beginning

-part 1, vocal A-
existential anxiety
vicious circling
greed, hate and delusion
becoming me
encompassing moments
life as becoming

Deep in the nothing of my doubts
It draws them further on the stream
I own the way down through
Sinking, falling over and away

They are not waiting for me now
It knows the promises they bring
The lights would shine true in my eyes

each substance of grief, hath twenty shadows
which shows like grief itself, but is not so
for sorrows' eye, glazed with blinding tears
divides one thing entire to many objects
like perspectives, which gazed upon show nothing but confusion
eyed awry, distinguished form, find shapes of grief more than himself to wail
which for things true weeps though things imaginary
for sorrows' eye, glazed with blinding tears

the voice of 30 unite in chords
the mirror makes it more
in fear of reflection
impartial to sight
the sky fills your eyes
open the door

I am drowsy