To the symphony of sound,
To the memory of reason,
To the rush of this blood,
I am a voice in the space.

To this ever hurting ride,
To this mesmerizing show,
To this aching cycle of pain,
I show myself the truth.

For this dust of broken dreams,
For this lust of materialistic piles,
For this blizzard of shameful lies,
I stand above these falls,

For I seek love in my way,
For I see the stars in the dark,
For I appreciate beauty in the lost,
For I call myself a human.