Our souls are bound
In this fiction we drown
What is the meaning of life?
There are other ways than down

Our bodies are vessels for dancing light
Like harmonies intertwining throughout the day and night
If only we realised our full potential
Instead of masking the truth with lack of sight

The curtains are drawn from our eyes
Despite being awakened, all we do is abide
The answers are inside of us
Why do keep consuming these lies?