Clocks, the only way to keep track of myself Tracing the actions, one by one This urge will never rest Revert back to your original persona
I seem to recall; possessing abilities Worth nothing to a god but in my desire My peers would fear their graves Perplexed by the sight of this face
Now the only persisting trails are the ones that have been scattered I attempt to pursue, but it's a hopeless matter The stakes are high this time I will not be their drudge, I will not align
Can't grasp what seems so close Resolution is as distant as before But I'll be damned if I won't succeed It has been written, and so it shall be
And as the world turns hostile, that's when I find strength And as condition's harshen, my senses sharpen And as society looks at me in disgust That's utopia, it's my only wish
They call me misfit, a seer with a twisted vision I am not to decide, but if you believe them Then open those weary eyes And tell me what it's like on that other side
Can't grasp what seems so close Resolution's not as distant as before, 'cause There comes a time when you grow tired of despicable lies A limit; to which you can put up with this
Ignorance for terrestrial things This regression that you all misconceive My patience has withered now And I will leave no stone unturned
Why won't you see I did right from the start My deeds; impeccable, a god damn work of art But still I heard (still I heard) all these words (all these words) Trust not what the amnesiac claims
And as the world turns hostile, that's when I find strength And as condition's harshen, my senses sharpen And as society looks at me disgust That's utopia for me
With this ignorance, for terrestrial things This regression, that you all misconceive My acceptance has withered now And mark my words, I'll find you all
Why won't you see I did right from the start My deeds; impeccable, a god damn work of art But still I heard (still I heard) all these words (all these words) Trust not what the amnesiac will claim