| All I ever wanted to become more than the vision of I
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| yet in these moments I’ll be defined
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| language constructs of my decline, and still I feel nothing
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| I’ve gone where death cannot follow
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| and within those words be born again…
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| Will I see our temple left in ruins, in the absence of love?
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| Though my intentions still remain, I’ve severed my ties
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| and I will pull you out from shelter, to stand within the fire
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| and in passing, you’ll realize the point, the cause
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| at which my rage can know no bounds…
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| I’ve felt this presence for a lifetime, and if you keep your silence
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| I promise to close my eyes.
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| These days can’t be undone, but one day you’ll understand
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| Why I turned away.
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| I have not lost my way
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| I’ll return in the shadows of our last day.
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| I have looked upon that distance
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| And rely beyond my vision
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| I have given more than I can stand, and I still remain
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| until the bitter end when I stand before you.
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| Now, it is this in which I endure to see her face
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| in this life or the next, wherever I find my place
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| It’s in the veins of my design, and still I feel nothing
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| I’ve gone where death cannot follow
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| and within those words be born again…
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| I feel my focus, stray off this distance of me
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| is it still my face, hidden behind the mask where I… |