What lies behind these layers of dust
How did this velvet become iron
Contorting through time, recast as myth
A legend constructed on the scarcest of traces
How long the solid walls have guarded
This secret that spawned such awe
Although poets and thinkers may speculate
The truth will forever be lost
This secret that spawned such awe
The truth will forever be lost
Hunt
Feed the flame
Of a clouded point in time
Reveal
The lines, they change
And the truth becomes unclear
A projection of solitude
A poignant vision That haunts our nightmares
It's fascination, it's gloomy allure
The distorting magnificent shroud
Now, does the mask bear it's bearers resemblance
Does it separate truth from lies
Or is a mask merely a question
Of knowing where to look?
This secret that spawned such awe
The truth will forever be lost
Hunt
Feed the flame
Of a clouded point in time
Reveal
The lines, they change
And the truth becomes unclear
