Every day, is pondered
Still staring in the mirror, things have not looked so clearer
Gone away, I've wandered
My Fortunes told fables of folly, claims of karmic melancholy
Summer's gone, infinity
Pacing, racing to the skies, heaven's on fire, blind my eyes

Anytime, this picture perfect dream
Seems to glisten, seams to gleam
The frost upon our souls untouched
It doesn't seem to matter much
Interrupted rapture, angels frozen in midair
Holding folding coldly bold, untold without a care
Silent sins, I keep to myself
I can't do this anymore

Tell me, magic, who is more insane?
The innocent child, confused who's never seen a day of pain?
Or the darkest sorcerer of treachery, humanity's one true bane?
I shed my cloak a masquerade of all to fall and follow
We bleed, we are forsaken, we spill our hearts, ripe for the taken.
Rhythm, gone into the wind!
Unseen, pulsating sounds of bitter noises
Deep into the clutching claws of time, grabbing, leaving it behind!
Terrors of night, vivid imagery, fears and desires combined.
Our heads rest upon the island, our bodies, lifeless in the waves
To sleep and dream in the slip-stream, drowning in our own lunacy
We realize reality is false, our slumber denotes our only lives.