Beholden to the turning
Symmetries of the mad
Beholden never faltering
Chained to insanity
Beyond the eyes of gods drowning shadow
Beyond the calling wild ever open
Within the dark of man holding vigil
Such is the fate of all in this place of dreams
The cosmic majesty
The maddening symmetries
The vast abnormal dreamscape
The cosmic majesty
The maddening symmetries
No I must speak no more
Lacking recollection
No reconstitution
I must speak no more
The calling of the idols
Brings ravenous delight
Forms long since withdrawn
Return again to rule
Watching the passage of aeons
Purging and purging again
Stand on the bones of those lost long ago
To stand now upon sad heights
Fallen into one
Cannot face this light again
Broken holding on
Black and burning souls
Fading blurring sight
Memories are drained
Try to overcome
All this cannot be again
Staring oneself blind to see purpose in the sky
Bleeding hope in every breath
Visions flashing by that cannot be real
A twisted shard of life that cannot grow
Burdens none can bear
You feel the weight always
Sinking through time
Holding you down
Breathe in the vacuum
Scream in an ocean
Set fire to your future