Chase the precious cycle

Twisted narration indefinite notion

From silence to sound, sound to bedlam

Nothing is certain… Nothing ever is

Fly…Drift…Soar…

The only certainties in life are the uncertainties

Regenerate this non – reflective paralysis

Ramifications of this astral journey

Out of the body, into the outer cosmic sphere

Out of the body, into the celestial conscious sphere

Chase the sacred miracle

Twisted illusion, subliminal delusion

From darkness to light, from light to sound

Nothing is certain… Nothing ever is

What are we becoming nothing

Peel the layers you will find something

Break your face to see the mirror

Hope lies splintered but encumbered and alone

While these feelings slowly ebb and flow

The only certainties in life are the uncertainties

Nothing is certain

Nothing ever is

Nothing is certain

Nothing ever is