The Door in the Wall

Throughout a faint transition was a final thought
That said the end of times was right in front of us
Gripping tight to the moment I saw myself staring at the stars
By the gates of hell
I cannot abide to an eye that lies to its higher mind and hides
Down in the underground
Where the constant mantra is deafening
Where the silent flatline is beckoning me
The air is dry and all we see is sky above our heads, and earth beneath our feet
Our minds collide, fighting for clarity
Cause this is who we are and who we’ll always b
We trust the voice in our hads
But we reject all the rest
When fear and pain manifest
Is fate just perception, finding purpose, finding reason?
Nothing stays the same but time and change
Sit back and watch as clocks turn back to where it all began
In the end, where we begin
Motion tethering presence
This is us, the infinite
Searching for the taste of existence
The air is dry and all we see is sky above our heads, and earth beneath our feet
Our minds collide, fighting for clarity
Cause this is who we are and who we’ll always be
The air is dry and all we see is sky above our heads, and earth beneath our feet
Our minds collide, fighting for clarity
Cause this is who we are and who we’ll always be
We trust the voice in our heads
And in a faint transition was a final thought
That said the end of times was right in front of us
Gripping tight to the moment I saw myself staring at the stars
By the gates of hell