I've been wandering towards the open skyline. I long to wash away the fiction we're told, the fiction I know.
So walk with me into oblivion.
We were broken by the weight of all this.
To believe in nothing but our own.
So welcome to our downfall.
The possibilities of existence beyond our own are endless.
A million years of truth laid before our eyes. The soul of man was made to walk the skies in search of truth.
Maybe the brilliance of the brilliant can only be understood by those who truly seek.
You people wander towards the open skyline but what do you expect to see through your closed eyes?
This disclosure will come all too soon.
So walk with me into oblivion.
Towards the edge of an axis we drift.
Exploring endlessness, your truth refracts with analysis.
I awake to a world of dreamers, a surrounding swarm of faceless creatures.
Travel your circles, live your lies.
Am I alone down here?
