How the grave is calling Step out on the frozen lakes Cropped into the distant future Losing our sanity Easing slow I see so many good deeds in demons grow, life is the show To dull to see, there is no destiny Lost in the city The stairway won't stop spinning Doomed to breed, force feed the need to duplicate Find the golden life from sifting through the human waste Breath in slow, pick the struggle that's worth the time of day Worthy of your time I see the past as washing in and out like fallen tides Reaching up with nothing shining back into my eyes The quest for more has left me hating all i own All I have known