Sometimes I try to reach for it; Sometimes I do not care
Destiny, I was set to cross I only see the paths walked Yet, as new images emerge I look ahead Playing Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde; One foot in the stream One in control; Sometimes I don't care
Life is floating Passing me by
Sometimes I try to reach for it; Sometimes I do not care
Earth, I was placed upon I see society; and Them
Yet, as I am here anyway I look around But as things grow too big or too small I fall I find Sometimes I try to reach for it
Life is floating Passing me by
Sometimes I try to reach for it; Sometimes I do not care
2. No Title For A Cause
As I am chained to Earth I float on a leash As I am chained to myself I drift in solitude Far off and close are my next Like them I walk alone
One dimension; or many? Is my dream alive Or life a dream Oh, I envy your answers
One truth; or many? If any
Are all leashes as tight as mine Or am I just a rebel? Where is then my fight? Release my powers of solitude Keep them as a shield Unlike society I drift alone
One truth; or many? If any
3. Murder
Hear me speak! As I am the master of one tongue The thorn in your eye The mirror of your soul Unmerciful be the truth
Change is near Change is here I must fly I must drown
There is no once upon a time It is THE time To rip apart the blindfold And view the circle of shame
Bizarre, grotesque Yet embraced By those inside Stones thrown Fallen ones kicked Searchers pulled down A circle fed on lies
Change is near Change is here I must fly I must drown
Insiders in; Outsiders out Strait-jacket given birth Dreams killed First degree murder And so Thou shalt be condemned
4. A Game Divine?
I can not but to love my destiny I can not but to cherish my fate I can not but to accept and worship The fatal immortality Of the circular pact
A game divine it seems NO I deny this theory of chance Yet, what control?
Searched for Craved for Found and captured Held into the fires ever burning
Yet, grim is the face of Fortuna In her incomprehensive ways Fierce are the truths and lies That fell beyond her grace
And grim are the faces we pull In those few moments of sight Fierce are the horrors revealed By the scorching, merciless light
I can not love their destiny I can not cherish their fate I can not accept the fatal line The theory of chance Beyond grace
A game divine it seems NO I deny this theory of chance Yet, what control?
Even she must face the mirror Even I must face myself
It might just be fate
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6. Rise, Ye Humans
Maybe one of the reasons why humans are floating away from humanity is their misinterpreted crusade of working for themselves opposed to working and searching within themselves.
The past The judge Oh, ye humans Grieve, grieve For your lost humanity
Oh, ye humans with your shallow talk and pointed fingers continue to sleep with your enemies and sink even deeper into hypocrisy until you crawl away into a new day where no species are to be called human beings.
The past The judge Oh, my fellow species Search, search For your lost humanity
Search Crawl humans Rise
7. Between The Living And The Dead
It grew from air With a leaf's despair Left behind deadline
The language of sanity rejected In faith and for no visible purpose Seeking further; Seeking further Into the pit named a soul
This subtle call This seduction This mind game Is preparing your fall
Thoughts transformed Into whispering voices Alluring you to cross the border Where no return alone Can manage to get you home
This naked scenery; Arms grasping for your throat Yet, you dance and fade
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9. The Watchers Mass (Part 1)
There was an ancient belief The wind could speak to human ears
Once a story was captured By whom no one remembers now
Revelation 7 speaks of the four angels The keepers of the four winds
They were set to keep They were set to guard
10. The Watchers Mass (Part 2)
The watchers; Those who fell
They were set to be The watchers Their duty was to instruct The children of men
Some angels came too close To their task: mankind They descended to earth; Found its daughters to becoming Thus condemned And fallen angels they became
Right side was no longer their place Nor were they placed on the left half divined by birth half evil by their sin They were renamed half-casts
Unlike men their halves did not mingle But stayed there side by side Pure -- untouched Carriers of sorrow
They bred with humans Thus, their tale never ends Glowing; pure and cursed They still chose the earth over again
