Ghosts Of Our Former Selves 歌詞

I’m but a soul and a purpose, so brittle and aware By the wayside I lie, dangerously Close to the plummeting into the void And fading from the communal Eye and out of the private mind This is the terror, the sound of the forgotten Release your grasp on the Bygones and embrace the morality An awakening to the senses And a view of an alternate reality. Paralleled with the shames and regrets Of a laborious and empty finality I pass into the nothingness knowing less Than is inherent. In the heat of this transition, it all becomes Apparent We are all ghosts of our former selves An ill forgotten reflection A semblance of our path to now A spirit shedding skin A sense of renewed capacity A rebirth with an old chain A rusted burden with no viability This distinction between the lifeless and gone, Comes at a price that cannot be restored A piece of you must die an agonizing ruin, To survive and to prosper A fleeting instance to renounce and for compunction A flouting silence washes over as I come undone A shifting veracity disregards the hesitations A flawless reality now defunct, the olden cries of time! Transpire anew, with a vigor and a drive All of the expectations that burdened our pitiful lives Tossed aside and left to rot, in hopes of progression No interment for the fallen to avert slow digression I set my gaze behind the veiling fog I see that nothing is coherent Then ahead I find a thriving course And once again it becomes apparent I must let go to let live