To the Garish Remembrance of Failure

Lifeless shells dance to the rhythm of the ego Forced into freedom while blind to its wisdom The monoliths scream emptiness, no power held within Extract the wrath, the spectre of not fit to be Chasing a never ending ending, neglecting the now Lifeless shells dance to the rhythm of the ego A seething retreating Left to rot in the nether, rejecting the never Monoliths scream emptiness, no power held within You have not arrived, and you are blind The stream hidden 'neath the rose, hidden 'neath the hollowed oak Winds carry the dust of fossilized dreams But they are blind The child of the union, the lesser stone Leaving the inner eye to guide, regret we leave you to die Be not blind Extract the wrath, the spectre of not fit to be At the foot of the hill, a sacrifice made To the garish remembrance of failure White to green, peel away the sterile sheen Blessed separation, the ending of the masquerade