Waiting for light perceived to free us from life's frail deceit Grace born of untold lies shrouded in indistinct shadow As reason came to being, our sky was shaped by soul, the earth by mind (Our faith undying was conceived through perception) Quest for our answer Converging form Apotheosis become our reflection Subsiding darkness confining untold life Absolving all this dissolving illusion Yet minds divided, corrupted by disease of doubt With our means to understand the form of our existence dying out Blind god behind our eyes, a mute representation, deciding light Hells conform to one's will as grace alone exists inside a mind Inside a mind (Eos) (Eos) And when there was no presence of worship shrouding ground Our deity forged us from the earth and soul With god and his will desecrating us with hearts we could not bear (We begin our life of desire) And despair