At the Heart of All Things Broken

Eye-to-eye with the skyline

In solitude by the windowpane

I watch as nights descend upon

A twilight city, glazed in rain

And staring back at me

From deep inside the glass and steel

My own disfigured image (My own disfigured image)

Marred and stained, it is revealed

As from ashes, rise a monolithic tower

An obelisk comprised in my disguise

Founded on the remnants of humanity

Thus, for transcendence, I have paid the price (Oh, I have paid the price)

We could trace the ruins' shadow back to greatness

Sense the strength and grace of times gone by (Strength)

Still, they're but decrepit tombs and epitaphs

Of power, pride, and loss, and so am I

In depths of tragedy resides (In depths of tragedy resides)

A seed of the sublime

At the heart of all things broken (At the heart of all things broken)

A spark of the divine (A spark of the divine)

And I have seen the vibrant sheen

The eye's inherent alchemy

Intoxicated rhapsody

A madness in which I remain

And any fragile impulse

To return, to love, would be in vain

This antler crown exceeds beyond

The arch to your domain