Floating by my face spiraling smoke into the night
On one too many restless evening a new ember I light
Never care for what I'm looking for
I never know what I'll see
I don't remember what was life before
What tomorrow came to be

Let's scoop up a bucket of nothing
And throw it right on the table
It's silent but we'll make it sing
We'll end up with a whole fable
Pry it with righteous scrutiny
Set it a million words alight
Lost in a blissful agony
A stone for yet another night
See the true colors appear
Watch its ethereal slime glow
Through the meaningless we clear
A spot to just enjoy the flow
No time would go anymore
Along the depths of the nameless
You don't know what you're looking for
But there's beauty in the pointless

Running down the lost track
Every shadow disappears
Breathing in midnight's black
Sends you feeling many fears

Pulsating fleeting lights
A periphery of dreams
Flying in the void of nights
Gliding in infinite streams

Ground is hard and fear's shallow
Step around its many teeth
It gives you orders to follow
From all around and from beneath

Sword clad men at the end of the myst
Strange motifs on their shields and their robes
Foreign eyes of a day reminisced
When they thought low of xenophobes
As they walk their hand loses them
Their eyes close their thoughts back away
They wonder when does victory come
They know that silence leads the way

No one runs anymore
On the forsaken field
No order therefore
No more fate left to seal

Because it's easy
You can say anything
People will make it make sense for you
When you don't care
In any way
If there's any beauty to see
Before you die
You are lost and content
You don't have to care
About tragedy
Does it mean
you should have a choice ?

For all the thoughts
Lost in decency
Like hell we fought
To save our apathy
We lead the way
But won't show you back
You're there to stay
It's all on your back
The dreams, the sorrows
The anthems, the wings
Not much tomorrows
Way too many kings
We are alone
Without you along
Our skies are gone
And yours won't stay long

Walled in
High at the
Top of a
Peak
I can tell all around

Peaking
From a
million windows
I can see just fine

I put
My ear
Down to the
Cold floor
I can hear every sound

Alone
I wait for them
To show their face
'Cause I can't see mine