Time... drifting away
Our glass of life half full... emptied now
There... you've got to stay
Dreamingin your world... conflicted here

Fall... your idols sway... as ghosts of empty grey
Call as we pray
Dream... your endless fear
The visions of your past are coming clear

What have you got to say?
Can't say it here
You're at the root of fear

All you ever wish you knew was just a curse of heaven
Hiding the truth
In the shadow of the few, you can lift the curse of heaven
It's blinding the truth... Binding you