Instinctual Human Descension

Though we can achieve higher states of power Something in our past is haunting days of now Consuming all that would be preservation Is this true evil furthermore the end Visions walls built as a tunnel Specters see a truth unknown Internal eye to gaze Trace your steps back to your cults following Find a place to bring together thought and memory Psychic force becoming natural knowledge as in the old ways of mankind The hourglass tilted showing our transmutation of sorcery Slaves to out cycles of life Trapped in its vice The blind logic mind Shackled as servants of time The knowledge of our time is at hand Slowly this realization sets in Stagnating growth has infected the seeds In which our strength and balance feeds Nightfall brings its air to linger in solitude which marks are coming time Beware the tyrants instinctual urge Rebellion to release the vice Hear me and make all spirits subject unto me Carried beyond the conscious to become of the Aether Psychic force becoming natural knowledge as in the old ways of mankind The hourglass tilted showing our transmutation of sorcery