We find ourselves behind closed doors
And what we see is what we say we know
Could it be that knowing
Is second to feeling
When all I've ever felt or known
Is the fear of pain, shame, and loss
I'll find the spirit of the outside
In search of everlasting suns
The death of time is death of power
I know what's locked behind the gates
Of dormant minds unchained
In this escape
The eons cry for me
And lead the way
The body mind and soul
Lie comatose in embers
The air is turning stagnant
I surface from the depths and speak
I'll find the spirit of the outside
In search of everlasting suns
The driving figmint of a master
Is just a solitary dream
The dormant minds unchained
The curtain call is nigh
Don't let your shadow fall here
Lucidity dissolving
The suffocating mind
Within these empty skies
The skein will come undone