Sitting through the shadows
And moving through the earth
I need to know where it all went wrong
Living by halo, I search for daybreak
For all that we know, I search for daybreak
Time consumes me as I work my way
In dead cities, through a seething vein
Praying on icons of a golden age, Charon greets
My temple in the final stage
Sands shift, an hours maze
Minutes carry the weight of hours
Hours bear the strength of days
Sitting through the shadows
And moving through the earth
I need to know, where it all went wrong