A man will lie for a hundred years In a bed of reliable gears Consuming every minute of the day Still flickers of the past peer through grey He feeds his rumination's blood Into the body that lies above It's floating forward, acting as a prize There's hope in its eyes A promise that can never arise So run far from where dreams unfurl You'll claim the land but you'll miss the world You cannot hide from earth and sky The conceiver and its host must die Bricks are stacking, books are read Anything that can drown the dread is now Welcomed quickly into the plan More conjurations to understand Leave time alone, its terrors have grown Blackened and frail is the known The tower will fall, so we'll have to crawl Return to that from whence we came There's bitterness that carries you Will it survive for a minute as soon as You collapse the earth down to its core? If the watcher in the flesh is no more So you should run far from where dreams unfurl You'll claim the land but you'll miss the world You cannot hide from earth and sky The conceiver and its host must die So run far and leave your corpse Within the realm of the dead or worse There is nothing you can think or say There's another way There's another way