pain is what we feel inside drain yet makes you feel alive escaping the great divide time is quickly subdued the mind racing and renewed the crime speaking of the truth your soul is what we want to move come down and show me the way Apostasy leads to decay in the end it's all I can say I've come to watch you play recite the ancient cadence of the past the ones that remain and that last Apotheosis is our aim allow the nosis to regain the medicine for the pain this is All beyond a game she distilled a dream to capture a flame of inspiration withdrawn from the pyre the dross remained after the fire of her passions lost and handled by liars who could foresee this blasphemy nature unveils her secrets and tapestry of stars and of worlds of wonder the universe in her grasp is torn asunder
