When I use my eyes, it seems as though I'm no longer alive

Through distant memories love is strong, but only in my mind

Creating time, I feel the pulse I bare is setting me aside, of what seems so convincing

Dualities of the mind

The brutal nature of our kind is so embedded in our minds

Living only when we have nothing, or nothing left to hide

Out of our fears we wage our wars; fighting to fight, only for more

Amongst ourselves we conquer, and this rots us from within

Devoid of any meaning, we battle with ourselves

So fearful of uncertainty we choose to live in Hell

Controlling our dominions, illusions of our age

Assuming to be certain, asserting to be saved

Will the lack of any reason ever justify the end?

Falsifying certainties and writing off the dead

Controlling our dominions and all within our cage

Forwards here is backwards now

When I use my eyes, it seems as though I'm no longer alive

Distant memories they'll follow me and show me where I hide

Knowledge and stupidity, envy and good will

Wisdom and enslavement, dualities