Make haste to the eye of the storm
As our end is approaching far too slow
For so long now I have tried to scream
Only to find myself without a voice
But now as the blue, both above and around
Is perpetually fading away
She calls to me, in recurrent reclamation
From which we may find no return
Now, we are crashing down
Back to the ground
As harrowing shades surround
Reminding us of the mortal coil
Keeping our curse finite
Reining us in
Living in shadows
That we have cast upon ourselves
Calling the dark
While ensuring to banish all light
Now
Return to the earth once more
For our time is merely borrowed
Return to the earth once more
For the reckoning is finally upon us all
It feels as though I'm living
By a greatly differed perception
On the placement that death takes
In the greater scheme of our journeys
This isolation, in the belief
That for so long I've embraced
I see no predetermined ending
Only that which lies beyond
Now, we are crashing down
Back to the ground
As harrowing shades surround
Reminding us of the mortal coil
Keeping our curse finite
Dragging us all back down