I can't eat, I can't sleep with what's on my mind, I feel depleted and defeated from the evil of mankind.

Everyone believes it when they haven't even seen it, it's quite beautiful how they control the mind, the collective hive, never questioning anything from fear they might die, so what's inside?

The conduits continue the lie, speaking upright and on time, the script scripted for their eyes, telling me to accept it by looking me in the eye.

But their time will come, their lies will come undone, the stars will no longer shine upon anyone under the sun.

The trust is gone in innocent song, I've failed you all and kept pacing along, not knowing where I've come from.

On my own I weather the storm, I remain calm but explode to form, while the Earth rotates without promises made to anyone.

The killer of time fast forwards the rewind, I desire to expire the struggle of reading signs, these dreams of one become futile to be thought of and the grains of sand continue to run.