Half awake, deprived of sleep and dignity

I stand before the blinding lights

My body trembling, survival instincts gasp for air

Rays of madness tear the nights in me

Torn from the slumber, like a drunken king

To watch the cities burn

The world I used to see, no longer a part of me

In bleak reflections, stripped of my humanity

Yet I have all to gain

-the slate is clean

And all the "why's" I need

-the stakes are high

The wheels of fate have turned

-the chariot awaits

And I will set the course

-on paths of tribulation

A refugee of reason

In a world of disbelief

Outnumbered by the thousands

Empowered by the ones I seek

Yet I have all to gain

-the slate is clean

And all the "why's" I need

-the stakes are high

The wheels of fate have turned

-the chariot awaits

And I will set the course

-on paths of tribulation