Lucid stillness from fear never settles a question
Time tide waits for no man
Trauma plays lurid trick's within our minds
And manifests into a torturous confusion
If I should stay within these walls until my time has come
I'd find myself in a fruitful void of restitution
Ensnared within a bloodless sanctum
Bleak walls that foretell a cosmic storm
For darkness shall soon glower upon he
Who basks beneath the pallor
Of the waning mother moon
Walking on top of this silent city finding peace within
As the moon sleeps beneath my footsteps I bide my strength
To the calming storm a thousand eyes gaze upon my conscience
A petal for every sin I've run out of lies to keep me veiled
I've run out of love to keep me warm
Such presence of mind and abstinence
A sentimental victim that has unfailingly been
Subjected to an arbitrary road to ruin to ruin
In restitution in my heart
This restitution this restitution
Walking on top of this silent city finding peace within
As the moon sleeps beneath my footsteps I bide my strength
To the calming storm a thousand eyes gaze upon my conscience
A petal for every sin I've run out of lies to keep me veiled
I've run out of love to keep me warm
Days grew short and nights grow long,
Surrender sun ocher dawn has come
Time has struck and it can't be undone
Reap the night with flesh and bone
Days defer and nights grow long,
Surrender sun ocher dawn has come
Time has struck and it can't be undone
Reap the night with flesh and bone
Such presence of mind and abstinence
A sentimental victim
Walking on top of this silent city finding peace within
As the moon sleeps beneath my footsteps I bide my strength
To the calming storm a thousand eyes gaze upon my conscience
A petal for every sin I've run out of lies to keep me veiled
I've run out of love to keep me warm
The wind cries constant treachery to the beating pulse of the night
I don't know what it wants from me but it's love sure feels alright
The righteous path remains jagged and beset by all repressed desire
A haunting tribulation like the embers that became the raging fire