Lyrics

Dream and immaterial align Other lives have lived here We are only tools of the spirit With no memory of life without its essentia Is my sense distorted? Is power for its own sake what we desire? All that is is visible is plagued by death Turn your eyes away from yourself To disturb the peace of even the dead As if in a play of breath Spectralized androgyne Enthralled in the violеnt ether flow Challengе the curse of forever A single memory, grows to occupy your mind Place our eternity in the hands of chance The mind is incorruptible, protected by the prevailing ways I know your form, and I know your image Between them, nullity Finality broods upon the things that pass Why do we change? I wonder…