Will we fall from grace,
If we dare to question,
Their vision of celestial heaven?
Clinging to a veil, the last shroud between
Reality and all that remains unseen
I possess a haunted mind
Twisting and twisted by, new direction
Lost within, and lost without introspection
In whispers lie the ghost’s reflection
We’re dying now, dying
We’re dying now, dying
If i relinquish control,
Will i be led by a restless spirit,
Into the final bleak unknown?
A penetrating presence, that haunts my sleep
Warns of the secrets that i keep
What i bury to escape
Will wait to rise and become free
And once i turn away… follow me
I asked of the beyond, where my destiny lies
Looked into crystal waters, and listened to silent tides
Searched for the profound, but the only answer that i found…