I see an old man, so small standing alone Alone and afraid into the dark Of the sky in the plainest of land Wrinkles of time tell his face and his hands His moments of glory now lost in the sands And never again... no one to love No one to die by his side No one... no care, no God... no pride!
There is no meaning... Behind this meaning of life Can't find any answers... To console my agnostic strife I, scream... into the sky Can't help but wonder If you even hear my cries!
Got to be some kind of reason for everything And all that I feel when I look into the sky Is a void of emptiness Cold, that man fear so old, myself My fear of my becoming!
Why is it that we're born in this world Just to fear the very day that we leave it?
Searching through space with inner devotion Searching for man's most primitive emotion I search through the stars, the light burning near Yet I feel so cold, so alone, so filled with fear
Can't help but feel, there's got to be some kind of reason For everything and all that has grown so dear to me I fear I'm losting you! I fear I'm losing my grip on myself!
We continue the timeless search for utter truth Whether enlightening or awful We too yearn discovery and scientific proof...
The more I think the more I fear With the more I learn The naive may be fine But I am not as the clock tunes Have I been here before? I wonder how I even sleep at night... Wondering if this is a memory or a dream The fear holds me tight
Have we once encountered minds From the reach less corners of time and space? Prphecies, discoveries of events Still yet to fall into place? Behind the dark corners Of the celestial sease where chaos creeps... Have we forgotten everything From the ancient keep?
Mysterious forces of life and time That hold mankind In their fearsome grip The unknown beckons The darkness deepens Like the dawn of a solar eclipse Replics and secrets of the past Left to be forgotten... Texts disheveled, buried for eons To make them unreadable and rotten...
The horror grows as we uncover In length the truth of the ancient lore Now there is no fear of space But of the ones who came here before!
This must be some horrible dream!!!
Have we all been pre-determined To only end our lives And so it shall be written in the hidden And forgotten in the titan archives!
The cosmos wide, vortex of time Bare no myths so this earth... Have we once learned the secrets Past and come of this universe?
What is God? What is world? There is no answer that is the truth... Neither can ever be determined With science or logical proof... Where did we come from? Where are we going? Why do we cling to life? Why doesn't all of this human race Come to terms and realize?
Why do we think what we think? What powers are concealed in these minds? Where does space and time begin and end? What knowledge have we left behind?
Knowing what I do now... ...On my deathbed the question I pose is this Does the universe we've lived and thrived on... ...Even exist?!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
