Half awake, deprived of sleep and dignity
I stand before the blinding lights
My body trembling, survival instincts gasp for air
Rays of madness tear the nights in me
Torn from the slumber, like a drunken king
To watch the cities burn
The world I used to see, no longer part of me
In bleak reflections, stripped of my humanity
Yet I have all to gain
(The slate is clean)
And all the why's I need
(The stakes are high)
The wheels of fate have turned
(The chariot awaits)
And I will set the course
(On paths of tribulation)
A refugee of reason
In a world of disbelief
Outnumbered by the thousands
Empowered by the ones I seek
Yet I have all to gain
(The slate is clean)
And all the why's I need
(The stakes are high)
The wheels of fate have turned
(The chariot awaits)
And I will set the course
(On paths of tribulation)
