This wretched art of time These wonders without soul The end of all known values Can you hear them? My eyes - unblessed Will watch your last crawl Defaced
Falling from your eyes Blinded by disgust Slowly fading into Submission of your mind Presence of mind lapse Obstruction of real life Worthless prophet
The day I meant All history Next one descent Swift time I see It holds no change This kinetic age All moments cease Movement release It holds no change
Rushing downstream thought the tragedies of man A cancer growth as the sun Disfigured art inside the galleries of the damned A lost machinery we're overrun
Why do I read, read between the lines Create the ideal Interpret What's not there Time has passed, no sights have changed Misplaced pattern, rearrange
Thrive All time we've used for nothing real Strive Suffer now, at least you feel Soulless body here to wander Fed the tragedy of lust Fooled through
In distant I Of movement still The trail of absence Infected will Of blood thirst rise No other strive A lying tongue Of vision deprived Now another
Indivisible patterns meld Chaotic, neurotic The purity that was found Now poisoned Our legacy, once rare and prodigious Now collapsed and deteriorated
unrest Forged the faith of all In obscure serenity In this winter of souls Beyond man, beyond death Then a world will unfold In a serene catharsis
Submissive state of mind Without intention New visions found in life These scales are beyond your sight Dismissed duality Lying Closure of sanity A
