A Lucid Omega

See the math in the dragonfly wing Understand that the next big thing Will be the knowledge of the ancient ones There are many earths There are many suns For now the seasons are changing This is the reaping So hide child while you still have eyes left to see We will use the sacred sequence To arrange and maintain balance In a world of constructed chaos And hidden equations Limitless number of colors, tastes, and sensations I can feel the breeze on my face For the first time And it's warm embrace And the it's over And then we're done What do you do When you figure out you were the monster All of this time What do you do When you are the one Who pulled out the plug and allowed this to die But I brought all of the pain How can you make that lesson remain Before it drives you insane The damage is all but done now I can feel the breeze on my face For the first time And then it's over And then it's done