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