This wretched art of time
These wonders without soul
The end of all known values

Can you hear them?

My eyes - unblessed

Will watch your last crawl
Defaced and paralyzed
No one hears your call


Time is passing by
Bearing an orphan child

Unaware of old values
Can you see him?


This vision of mankind
Striding without face
Excessive greed, simplicity

Knowledge forced your fall

Without face

Your fall
Inversion
Complete rewind


In fire and oceans depths
Disaster strikes

As we sow our demise
A thoughtful appearance
All failing to receive


Fright
Barren, lonely

Torn, crying

Mother

Hidden image
Sought extraction


Three days of secrecy
Left his world unrestrained
Ten years and more to come

Isolated, solemn reign

An idle mercenary

Placed on an empty field
Reality foretold
All left beneath this shield


Our days are free of substance
In a limited pulse

All venture on my shadowed side

These words of angels wretched

Our schemes will forever fall
A deceiving well planned lie
Still, still standing tall