Ostara silent symphony

If all you have is what will bring you down
And all the paths of life burn to the ground,
In the silent empty spaces of your mind
So hollow in the humming of the night,
It’s all a mystery
Twinning fate and destiny
It’s all a veil of dreams
Spiraling in entropy,
It’s all a mystery
A tapestry of sympathy
It’s all fatality
A carnival of tragedy
Don’t go spinning through the world
My love
And don’t go twisting all my words
And seek the things that make you feel live
It’s a blazing sky and a silent symphony,
I crown myself in the last remains of pride
And I sing to you of omens from on high
Beneath the crashing birthing sea of time
Do we rise upon the waves before we drown?