Absence of Time

Here I lie, abandoned
By those dear to me
Searching for signs in a hand that
That I can barely read
One day I awoke
But my eyes stayed asleep
One day I got up
But my legs failed me
I can’t help but
Remember that
I once walked and
I once saw
Something’s stopping me from
Seeing what I’ll become
I wait almost breathless
To find out what death is
Death is
So I look forward to the absence of time
The walls in my mind
Will come crashing down
The question remains, what will they leave behind?
Terms redefined
Will dismantle our
History!
(Instrumental Break)
Four legs, one tail
Two ears and three eyes
They say he’s been resurrected
Almost his nine times
Oscar tell me
What will I be?
What’s this feeling
Deep inside?
The light starts to bend now
Time spills from the ends now
Cold but I don’t shiver
Drifting down the river
River
So I look forward to the absence of time (No, look behind)
You’re not making sense… (Senses are flawed, don’t rely on them now)
…now. But then how… (“How” implies tense…)
The tension binds me, builds the walls in my mind (…mind. Then undermine)
A moment of Rest… (Rest when you see into the cyclic design)
…sign. We’re all inscribed
Inside our...
History!
History!
History!
History!