The Offering

You can't remember when your born And you won't remember when you die Just like an aspect of all that is alive Just like a splinter of infinity defined You are immensity a power without conceit You are the one who brings misfortune I must reap I struggle with these contemplations this confrontation my consummation Just one last chance for my salvation When I'm awake I ride upon the wings of speech I am the oracle with the riddle that you seek I am the ghost who blows the smoke upon the screen And your whole reality is an illusion from my dreams I can't remain inside this place I'm losing faith in this frail race Can't you relieve me of disease And lift me off these trembling knees Afraid to meet the shadow self The darkest times that you impel All the world's most painful cries Drowned in the veil of your disguise When I'm awake I ride upon the wings of speech I am the oracle with the riddle that you seek I am the ghost who blows the smoke upon the screen And your whole reality is an illusion from my dreams And your whole reality is an illusion from my dreams