...and the Men Behind the Sun

Watch from afar No consequence for the motions Reject and pulverize to dust Not a single limb is revered The sickly green note Will grant our eternity for now The eyes are sewn shut Stay pleased in our abuse The true all of man... ...will only befall few The sickly green note Will grant our eternity for now There is a fiery glow outside the windowpane The sickly green note Will grant our eternity for now The smell of flesh ablaze wafts into our homes I can stay quiet for now Breath of smoke and ember I can lay still Every day it all becomes harder to recreate Our well is becoming dry A certain sequence To break the code The code is life We are done here Passing by again No door can open Falls of murky sea In death we become nothing In life we become nothing In nothing shall become... The men behind the sun Beyond the skies of ice That which controls Enslaved by mystery A disconnected line runs through the air No symbol was found Nothing was there In defiance the path is carved In reliance we have become scarred The absence is what is divine Seek to find empty spaces Become alive The quietness is alarming It never was The path of removing The sun keeper Is to become the sun itself Become, destroy and rebuild The future is made in our image Be not fooled