My stage at hand with guardians to keep me keenest
I understand the limits of the timeless meanings
Love is made for us, for them
It keeps us sane until the end
So perish the thought of empty visions
In this disease we're taught the rules of this life's mission
In books we've read and scriptures told
The ink is spread, it's raised in bold
Blackened into white, quiet in the night
Breathe into a life, guides me to the right places
I will not allow, settling in clouds
Drifting in the loudest of crowded spaces
So perish the thought of empty visions
In this disease we're taught the rules of this life's mission
In books we've read and scriptures told
The ink is spread, it's raised in bold