The Clouding

As I awake I have no memory of this. Who I am, where I'm from, why do I exist? This strange beauty surrounds me but where I am confounds me. I see others who appear the same as me, a look of loss in their eyes, adrift aimlessly. What’s the point, what does it all mean? Who am I, show me a purpose please! Take this sense of wonder, make it go away! Please tell me I am not alone and lost here, that there is something that’s made me feel this way. Take this sense of sadness, make it go away! Please give me something that’s familiar, a friendly touch, a memorable embrace. I try to speak but empty eyes stare back at me, twisted tongues segregate, factions are forming. I’ll stay with those that resemble me to survive this harsh reality. As the days pass most have gone their own way, nomadic tribes discover life in a world that feels so strange. But still I want answers! What’s the point, what does all this mean? Take this sense of wonder, make it go away! Please tell me I am not alone and lost here, that there is something that’s made me feel this way. Take this sense of sadness, make it go away! Please give me something that’s familiar, a friendly touch, a memorable embrace. Lies, the human core is lies! We wiped their minds, cleaned the slate, the clouding did divide. Fate, we sealed human fate! Now they're ours throughout all time to manipulate Never trust in the motives of Man, they failed to evolve in Mother Nature's plan. And though they seem safe in this early clouded state the nature of their heresy has proven quite innate. Pain, mankind will know pain for their crimes on our kind. They’ll never be the same! Death, they will know death! Suffering for centuries, at war with every breath. Never trust in the motives of Man, they failed to evolve in Mother Nature's plan. And though they seem safe in this early clouded state the nature of their heresy has proven quite innate.