Kylesa

Night. Eroding the stones of Man
Flight. Within the psyche of Man
Cry out. Dead matter awakes
Shadows. Of past self awakes
Outside. World spins your fate
No guide. Demise of Spirit awaits
Fight. Futile attempts of Man
In sight. The fertile grip of Man
When does the tunnel fucking end?
Fallen times and relics speak
Truths of the strong and weak
History repeating with a laugh
We all want what we can't have
I can't find another way
Can't find another way
Where does the horizon unfold?
Where does it break away?
When does the tunnel end?