A Rusty gate I'm watching from afar, further than I think
Lost in time
It appears to me as an odd window, makes me want to sink
Into ancient dreams

Midway between here and there, I hear voices in the stones
Echoes from their words
I can feel the weight of their stories, deep into my bones
Flashes from their worlds

Carried away through the Ages and the times
I am traveling, traveling yet unmoving from here
Every neuron, linked to an angle of the prism
Takes me to the void of past, or is it the one to come ?

Memory of Mankind always ends covered in dust and blood
Whatever it takes, days or centuries
We all try to avoid oblivion, and reach true remanence
But things remain the same through times

Stained-glass windows light up a place I used to know
But all seems different now
Symbols vanished all around the altar, no more prays in here
Eons stole the missing archives

Carried away through the Ages and the times
I am traveling, traveling yet unmoving from here
My inner journey lets me discover that past
Present and future converge to a random entropy

Memory of Mankind always ends covered in dust and blood
Whatever it takes, days or centuries
We all try to avoid oblivion, and reach true remanence
But things remain the same through times

I can feel some sort of old nostalgia, it's fascinating and haunting
It curses me, even in my deepest sleep, calling from beyond
The walls have ears and now beg for your attention
Waiting for a wanderer to sow the seeds of memories
Take some time to catch strange sensation
Disturbing and reassuring, it reveals the right path to follow

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