Will you realise that the things you saw were connected?
An intricate pattern like a spider's web
Uniting all sides
Pleasant illusions you will maintain
To terminate the thought
But eventually you will hit a wall
Gradually unfolding, an instinct forsaken
All existence is so much than your projections
Once my eyes were opened
I cannot close them again
I learned that its an uncaring world
Beyond your stories, enslaving words
What will you do?
You cannot change the direction of the gales
But like a man of the sea you can learn to trim your sails
Can you exist in oblivion forever
When unfettered wisdom lays before you?
Once your eyes are open
You will not close them again
You'll learn that its an uncaring world
Beyond the stories, enslaving words
What will they do?