Dismal Horizon Video (MV)

And as I turn another page
As the sun comes out again
The smoke swirling off my somber cigarette
I inhale slow and put to rest
My drifting mind
My minds eye or so it seems
Is something lacking in every part of me
Or something I never really had
So it never had to be found
And I, I feel at peace
Drifting endlessly down
My Lifestream leaving me
Where nothing nowhere can be found
Forever more will come
Like sheep in a flock
Or moths to a flame
Never questioning the guided path
Like yin to yang
The chaos is at home here
Where nothing nowhere can be found
Finally at peace
Finally free of the shackles
Of being bound to suffer
You feel at home
As you shed the skins of your mortal vessel
And exist as we are all made to
When we are called home

And I turn yet another page
The sun rolls down under the dismal horizon
Rest falls upon the world
As I fall under
I feel at peace
Drifting endlessly down
My Lifestream leaving me
Where nothing nowhere can be found
Forever more will come
Like sheep in a flock
Or moths to a flame
Never questioning the guided path
Like yin to yang
The chaos is at home here
Where nothing
Nowhere can be found
Finally at peace
Finally free of the shackles
Of being bound to suffer
You feel at home
As you shed the skins of your mortal vessel
As we exist as we are all made to
When we are called home