As if nailed to the bed He lies motionless Drowning in the deafening wind Of a presence unknown
With a feeling of being Lifted through the ceiling The Beckoning of Elysian Fields
An Infinite prism Injecting all agendas Bartering life In exchange for absolution
This knowledge will bring A horrendous intention Told throughout eons His return is definite
Awakened by a sound Of an experiment’s malfunction Realizing he is in his lab and Far away from home
Investigating disruptions He relinquished his chair As a familiar voice is heard
Revealing past timelines With visions of a frozen world Parallels of a boundless one Who transcends dimensions
He fights to focus For his work must be Kept in secret Sequestered in his research Learning to manipulate a stellar mass
Defeated From years of Failure to find his purpose A formless being guides his hand To accelerate the machine
Symphonies of endless destruction Play as the atoms collide The forming of a hollowed realm Only death and rebirth wait inside
Accepting his destiny He faces the beast from his dreams Reflections are all that he sees A paradox he’s forced to repeat
As the universe is slowly disassembled A former life is recalled by a king
Understanding the one true intention He welcomes reawakeningTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
