Come
Release your hate
Revile your pain
Lay down the weight
Crushing your soul
    
Oh, the well lit halls of my home
Painted by polyphony
    
May I find some peace;
Solace In this harmony
Built from broken, nameless sound
    
Hear
Colors unseen
Cast from their mouths
Halls once well lit
Dampened and dim
    
Have you grasped the infinite?
Can you feel the weight of eternity?
Mocking, mangling
Smothering you with hands that never shake
    
Reveal to me
Those glorious wanton days