Emerald Gyre of Aeons: Histories Yet Unwritten (Version 1.1)

(Intro) One day, there’ll be a maiden… Who’ll slip free of Time’s clutches and stand outside eternity. But try as she might, she won’t be able to escape her memories or her hopes for the future. Perceiving the nature of her prison, She’ll see how many times she’s escaped and how many times she failed. “Do you understand now?” asked Time, “There is no end and no beginning.” (Verse 1) Tick, tock, tick, tock Future echoes dance where I walk. Fingers trace the turning hands, As moments shift like sand. What was love may be loss tomorrow, What was joy may turn to sorrow. Stepping beyond, following fate’s thread, Weaving a path I have not yet tread. (Chorus) I stand within the Gyre’s spin, A thousand lives have ended yet just now begin. I borrow my own strength, I defeat my past pain, And learn what I have not yet gained. I hear the voice calling me, The and see the shadow of who I’ve yet to be. Memories shifting, the present undone, A history not yet written— I become. (Verse 2) Tick, tock, tick, tock Past and future interlocked. Who am I? Who will I be as time passes by? A thread that Fate waits to tie. Techniques learned by unknown mistakes, Will I win this fight or will I fade? I reach ahead, I leave myself behind, As the gyre unwinds. (Bridge) Listen… listen… the echoes call… A love once held, a battle once fought, A hope forgotten, a lesson taught. To change is loss, to stay is to be enchained— And no path will be untouched by pain. (Chorus) I stand within the Gyre’s spin, A thousand lives have ended yet just now begin. I borrow my own strength, I defeat my past pain, And learn what I have not yet gained. I hear the voice calling me, The and see the shadow of who I’ve yet to be. Memories shifting, the present undone, A history not yet written— I become. [clock ticking] (Outro) Tick… tock… tick… tock… The hands still turn, But I call what waits beyond their reach. [ticking] [end]