Omega Stone

Now dead and gone So lay our bones Coarse remains Sepulture of days We walk to the edge Now dead and gone A pierced to marrow Cryptic pattern To tear the walls We walk to the edge Until our death We're unable to show Nothing is sacred Everyone knows Caught in the lights Faces aglow Never stop To see who we are I see the door Beginning to close The final sky It dissolves Carry me home I'm lost out of sight Lead me on To the unknown Oh please be kind One last time – I lost myself Now I'm gone and I got no more worry It is all made of stone