I scan this lost horizon looking for some sign of life
Thermosensitive cells will seek the warmth within the light
Calibrate the chances of some small success within this venture
Hope quickens in my head with every step but still my mentor
Hates me, hates me, for what I have become
I am alive here, standing in the sun
Ages pass me by, faces come and go
Where once there was clarity now I do not know
Cold facts inform my status, syching with mathematic proof
Splayed digits grasp the ground to pull the grass up by its roots
New knowledge is my mistress, analysis will awake her
Despair is fleeting in the face of this but still my maker
Hates me, hates me, for what I have become
I am alive here, staring at the sun
Ages pass me by, faces come and go
Where once there was clarity now I do not know
No precious truth I find but I have will
Freed from my preconceptions, my mind is stilled
Free to escape the confines of these shackled words
The science remains clear and becomes my world
My god you hate me, hate me, for what I have become
I am alive here, standing in the sun
Ages pass me by, faces come and go
Where once there was clarity now I do not know