Methuselah

(The point where they finally achieved the power, and the attention, they'd sorted all along) I am so cold There is nothing left in me I am so old Yet I'm still too young to see When shall we learn Not to trust in prophecy All is not gold Don't be fooled by ecstasy Enter the mind of a god This is where the sleeper be If the god is as gods should be The sleeper will die and the god will see I feel so old Wisdom never befell me In my slumber I see the god I want to be All the stories Came from where the sleeper be When shall we learn Not to trust in prophecy Enter the mind of a god That is where the sleeper be If the god is as gods should be The sleeper will die and the god will see As I descend Into what is left of me I have to fix up my soul So I can learn to see Am I sleeping Is my own mind really free I'm beauty less in your eyes But what you get is what you see Enter the mind of a god This is where the sleeper be If the god is as gods should be The sleeper will die and the god will see I am so cold There is nothing left in me I am so old Yet I'm still too young to see When shall we learn Not to trust in prophecy All is not gold Don't be fooled by ecstasy Enter the mind of a god That is where the sleeper be If the god is as gods should be The sleeper will die and the god will see