Every day, every second we die I feel time running but Im suspended As a star in the celestial vault, fixed but changing, trapped Suspended in a twilight season when thoughts become elusive Nothingness spread as plague Orb of light, give me reason to live For I know the things I see are fake Im on the edge of abyss I must make a choice Diving or moving away to break the paradoxal cycle Can I , can I ? Suspended in a twilight season, season of doubt Desolate, desolate, region Where sanity faith and pride seem to vanish Inside silence theres an echo I can hear voice whispering Saying: why am I I ? As unique spectator Where are illusions A fates singularity out of control Dare I cut the Gordian knot As unique spectator I look at the world Inside silence theres an echo I can hear voice whispering Diving or moving away to break the paradoxal cycle Can I , can I ? Suspended in a twilight season, season of doubt Desolate, desolate, region Inside silence theres an echo I can hear voice whispering Saying: why am I I ? As unique spectator Where are illusions A fates singularity out of control Dare I cut the Gordian knot As unique spectator I look at the world Inside silence theres an echo I can hear voice whispering I look at the world Inside, but outside