Metempsychosis - Stolas

Endless dark next to clustered light

Just like itself, never different

I guess a life without

Borders is what we want

To walk out the door, never look back

We’re just another fragment next to other divisions

Neighboring strangers we’ll never know

We never keep distance

Searching for reality, implement to coincide

So many other worlds and lost ashes

Picking up what others left behind

Only to find, only to find

Pieces of the end of another time

Repeated again are we left behind

Time is nowhere at all

Until we force it on so many lives

False appearances stripping culture

With an end to everything we know

Parasitic vultures destroying the earth

Worms are like a cancer

They eat the insides waiting for the host to die

We never talk to strangers, stay inside

Searching cities giants falling down

Only to find, only to find

Pieces of the end of another time

Repeated again are we left behind

Time is nowhere at all

Until we force it on so many lives

False appearances stripping culture

With an end to everything we know

Simulate heavens dimensions (mocking)

Immensity ever stretching, pulling

We can turn back time

Create windows

To houses we can’t see

Unlocking backdoors through the hallways

Daunting recognitions, too familiar

We’re fighting existence

There’s nothing left to find in this circuit

Macrocosmic eye, circumvent hollows

Syringes pump the sky, to create something called time