The Human Abstract Album

...And out of the great beyond came a pitch black multitude,
Here to choose the weakest of our race.
Hellhounds with the Devil's own face.

Confused a violent strike with something finally here to guide the way,
Our faith in order was a mistake.
Fearful and divine, and devoid of grace,
They try to run, but there's no escape.

And the light decayed on that final day, fear crept up inside,
Night became something more than a trade, a weakness that we all can share.
Death's glow in the wind, this is the end.

And I watched as a spiral took shape across the sky.
It was like a call from the other side.
What will you do now? The fires of hell are raining down.
Deep inside you're starting to shake, and are slowly losing ground.
Everyone is dead. Your bravery is useless.
Your bravery is useless.

And I watched as a spiral took shape across the sky.
It was like a call from the other side, and there I cried,
Out of control and paralyzed, as everything I once was died.

No way I'd be dying honorably, if they came and took my life now.
No way I'd be dying honorably.

Regrets in tow, didn't even stand a chance.
So hear me, the final lines have been drawn,
To build again, to fall again, it's worn me down to the last straw.

I held on so long to my home, until a tempest came,
She came in and swept it away.

I held on so long to my home, until a tempest came,
She came in and swept it away.

Where's your bravery?
What will bravery do for you now?
Where's your bravery?
What will bravery do for you now?
Where's your bravery?
What will bravery do for you now?

You make your way, but don't belong.
I swear you're not the only one.
Is that what you've been dreaming?
Is that what you've been dreaming?

There's other ways of staying strong,
Than keeping out the other ones.
I feel the light years between what you say and what you mean.
You won't get through with that phony confidence.
I hear you speak, but nothing is said.
You'll be stranded on the other side,
Endless nights upon endless nights you'll be alone,
Endless nights upon endless nights you'll be alone.
You'll be alone to the grave.

There's a place in all of us, the same in everyone,
Making right the balances in all of us,
Aching, burning, growing, learning and building the world around us.
Until our lives are done, we'll share the same emotions,
Shed tears of eulogy, then turn to plant our seeds.
Still you can't hear me.

Call out your name and try to get through.
I never hear back, never hear back.
And my words became a thousand arrows,
Slicing through the endless barricades,
So that everyone on earth could hear my call,
And I watched for you.

Now I know you're putting me on, you've chosen to
Swear off the general population.

...And all those around you draw to quiet, your eyes dart across the room,
But it's just an illusion, the room doesn't exist, there's only you and I,
And it's almost like we can't fail at all,
Or maybe we've failed already.. what you choose to see is real:
A cold dark world of enemies, obstacles you could never overcome,
Or a bright future ahead.

So tell the whole world and we'll start brand new,
Strip the shackles off, let me look at you.
If you can't reach out like you've been longing to,
I'll have to rethink all that I thought I knew.

Call out your name and try to get through.
I never hear back, never hear back.
Call out your name and try to get through.
I never hear back, never hear back from you.

Tap the primal circuit, the current lets you know you're alive.
Make this crushing power ceaseless and you could capture the world.

Embracing the electric kingdom, it could all come crashing down.
Unseen surges coming closer, I fight to defend my denied throne.

I took selected analysis, that day I never felt more addicted.
Barely surviving the shock, soon I found myself
In a cruel revolving door.
You said failure, I said, you're turning to...

Cruel sources.
Discredit all I did, you put so much of yourself in these cruel sources.
They've set you on fire, no-one left to defend my honor from
Cruel sources.
Discredit all I did, you put so much of yourself in these cruel sources.
Cruel sources.

I'll change up the trend for the hell of it,
Then you'll see I never did support it.
Carving away at the block,
I became the light I'd so long been searching for.
You said savior, I said, you're turning to...

Cruel sources.
Discredit all I did, you put so much of yourself in these cruel sources.
They've set you on fire, no-one left to defend my honor from
Cruel sources.
Discredit all I did, you put so much of yourself in these cruel sources.
Cruel sources.

An electric current fuels the lust again,
Like a feral god I've stepped far outside the lines but I feel no shame,
Stole the scales and I cleared my name.
Now try... try to pry them from my dead hands.
Try... try to pry them from my dead hands.

Cruel sources.
Discredit all I did, you put so much of yourself in these cruel sources.
They've set you on fire, no-one left to defend my honor from you.

Slaving for my solace of mind,
Digging in the sand until there's blood on my hands,
Careless to the state I'm in, I've so long been alone.
I've so long been alone, I can't go on.

Rain down, rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.

Forging insight by pagan torchlight,
In cadence warlike, we draw tears from the sky,
Because the well's run dry.

Rain down, rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.

I've spread out my seed, it's gone in all directions.
It starts to feel like the promised land is a fantasy
And heaven has been swallowed by the desert.

In a drought without submission, not a cloud in the sky,
This course keeps getting harder the more I try.
And I dig up dry bones, and the corpses cry
As they open their eyes to see the world's decay.
This world's a tomb.
There's a clamor in my heart and it's over.
Where is my prize,
It's over.
Where is my prize, my promised prize?

Forging insight by pagan torchlight,
In cadence warlike, we draw tears from the sky,

Rain down, rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.

Rain down, rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.

Rain down, rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.

Look at me now, I'm losing control.
I don't know what to call myself.
I know that I'm sick of playing a role.
All along I've been kidding myself seeking out a set reality.

They say sanity is dictated by what the larger percentage of society sees.
What does that mean? Clearly nothing, clearly nothing.
Psychology is not an exact science, in fact,
There is no exact science, though it may seem..
That means I'm okay, and everything is okay.

All along I've been kidding myself.
Life is falling apart at the seams.
Somehow I'm doomed to go over the same ground in these
Compulsive circular thought patterns, over and over, time and again,
Over and over, time and again.
I think I've got it all worked out, then I forget every conclusion drawn.
Every epiphany, gone.

I felt safe, then the walls came crashing in one day without warning.
Everything that I thought was stable starts to wash away.

Can you feel it? It's the motion of the tide.
Watch yourself now, there's an ocean deep inside.
You could drown in it.
You could drown in it.
You could drown in it.
You could drown in it.
You could drown in it...

Look at me now, I'm losing control.
Might even be learning to enjoy the sting of the irony.
Changing my shape, I slide through the doorway.

Can you feel it? It's the motion of the tide.
Watch yourself now, there's an ocean deep inside.
You could drown in it.
Watch yourself, there is no ocean deeper than this,
Watch yourself, it's an endless journey through the abyss.

All along I've been kidding myself, working equations.
It's a long walk in and there's no clear way home.
Everything I was in constant change, I'm not the same, I'm not the same.

To hit the mark, to bring the rain,
To take a climb, the path to fame.
I sat dreaming alone, then it came out of nowhere,
An all too familiar voice with a false face,
The voice of the jealous.
It's less than encouraging, the walls have been closing in.
Though in droves the masses came, years from now they'll say:

From the way out, from the way out,
Fools rushing over the hills,
There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall.
From the way out, from the way out,
Fools rushing over the hills,
There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall.

...and there amidst a sleepless night it came to me.
Endurance, endurance, it came to me.
And now nothing can stop me or keep me in line.
Get out of the way as I take to the sky.

It's hard to discern all the motives I see.
One thing's for sure.
When the crowds have dispersed and forgotten me,
And forgotten their dreams, I'll still be all that I am.
I am more than a clown for you.
Hear me, and know it to be true.

From the way out, from the way out,
Fools rushing over the hills,
There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall.
From the way out, from the way out,
Fools rushing over the hills,
There to watch him fall, there to watch him fall.

Until you're ready to break, until you're ready to bend... critical condition, critical.
Until you're ready to break, until you're ready to bend...

The years will wear down every brick you lay.
There's more to life than selling your days.
Money makes sense in the world today, they say.
I'm not living that way, I'm not living that way.

Setting off, setting off their alarms, because I've got a voice of my own.
I won't be a product on the industry line.
You stand for nothing or you stand alone.

Leave it to us to cross the final line.
Can you feel the dawning of our time?
Take a moment to turn and see the signs.
Can you feel the dawning of our time?
It's time to wake up and turn the light on, come on.
Can you feel the dawning of our time?
Turn the light on...

Setting off, setting off their alarms, because I've got a voice of my own.
I won't be a product on the industry line.
You stand for nothing or you stand alone.

Until you're ready to break, until you're ready to bend... critical condition, critical.
Until you're ready to break, until you're ready to bend... critical condition, critical.
Until you're ready to break, until you're ready to bend... critical condition, critical.

Setting off, setting off their alarms, because I've got a voice of my own.
I won't be a product on the industry line.
You stand for nothing or you stand alone.

Pitiful, doing what you're told,
You stand on the watchtower here in our last hour
And say that you know, typical of those that will never see.
Say that you know... typical of those that will never be free.

Just like that, they took our strongest years in the name of greed.
Just like that, made commercials out of our broken dreams.

As pitch black from factory stacks turns all the world's beautiful colors to gray,
Empower the rights they can't take away: Raise your voices,
Echoes of the spirit, echoes of the spirit, resounding in tones that set you free,
Shout with me, we are awake!

Setting off, setting off their alarms, because I've got a voice of my own.
I won't be a product on the industry line.
You stand for nothing or you stand alone.

Critical condition, critical... figured it out because we've all been here before.
Critical condition, critical condition... we've all been here before.

You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?
You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?

So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?

You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?
You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?

So you've been chosen by your eyes, by your hands,
By the choices that you call your own
And the price that you would sell your own soul, pay the toll.
Carry your, carry your last test of flesh and bone,
We make exchanges as the story unfolds.

You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?
You've come to save the world, well what do you believe?
What do you believe?

So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?
So you've been chosen?

Who are you, and what have you become?
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another day and you'll win the race,
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.

Who are you, and what have you become?
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another day and you'll find your place.
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.

Another rise to power, no matter who or when,
And we will know of our freedom never again, never again.
A common thread of distance in the hearts of men,
And we'll have love for our brothers never again, never again.
We are all the victims of a will to overcome,
A will to overcome.

How far we've gone out of touch...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.
You can't justify it...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.

To erase away all that we've become,
They can't see we're all one.

A voice cries from underneath,
"Dark shepherd, strongly though you wield the staff,
You're weakened by comfort.
There's no way you're prepared for what happens last."
Action/reaction, like an eye for an eye from our tribal days.
The lesser ones demand reaction.
You dare to challenge the one universal law that set you up to fall?
Do you understand now why your days are numbered?

The course of events were a riddle, a pause in time,
A search for the conclusion as we stood in line,
Honored our oppressors, and paid our fines.
Then all became clear as the ferocity inside began,
To hear the drums of war resound across the land,
Announcing the fate to shed blood upon the earth: it is ours.

Doomed to repeat our history.
There is more than one path to how things could be.
No time to question how, when or why.
We simply come together or die.

To a system of capitalist politicians, false face of a greater power,
Your empire will fall, bringing about the end of an era.
Warmongers, your bloodlust to conquer turns the moments of our lives
Into a ticking timebomb before creation
Counting down the days.
Rot in your graves.

How far we've gone out of touch...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.
You can't justify it...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.

To erase away all that we've become,
To erase away all those we love.
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.

Who are you, and what have you become?
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another day and you'll win the race,
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.

Who are you, and what have you become?
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.
Another day and you'll find your place.
A charming illusion, a source of confusion.

Another rise to power, no matter who or when,
And we will know of our freedom never again, never again.
A common thread of distance in the hearts of men,
And we'll have love for our brothers never again, never again.
We are all the victims of a will to overcome,
A will to overcome.

How far we've gone out of touch...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.
You can't justify it...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.

To erase away all that we've become,
They can't see we're all one.

A voice cries from underneath,
"Dark shepherd, strongly though you wield the staff,
You're weakened by comfort.
There's no way you're prepared for what happens last."
Action/reaction, like an eye for an eye from our tribal days.
The lesser ones demand reaction.
You dare to challenge the one universal law that set you up to fall?
Do you understand now why your days are numbered?

The course of events were a riddle, a pause in time,
A search for the conclusion as we stood in line,
Honored our oppressors, and paid our fines.
Then all became clear as the ferocity inside began,
To hear the drums of war resound across the land,
Announcing the fate to shed blood upon the earth: it is ours.

Doomed to repeat our history.
There is more than one path to how things could be.
No time to question how, when or why.
We simply come together or die.

To a system of capitalist politicians, false face of a greater power,
Your empire will fall, bringing about the end of an era.
Warmongers, your bloodlust to conquer turns the moments of our lives
Into a ticking timebomb before creation
Counting down the days.
Rot in your graves.

How far we've gone out of touch...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.
You can't justify it...
There's no right side of war, there's no right side of war.

No right side of war, there's no right side of war.
No right side of war, there's no right side of war.

Now that we've reached the end, and I'm the only one surviving,
I'm just waiting for the morning light to touch my skin, warm my heart,
But I see a dead world at sunrise, a dead world at sunrise
And nothing can reverse the state.

Who now will pray and save my soul when hell ascends and calls my name?
I'm alone, so forth and so on.
Their faces left, I'm longing for death, I'm in torture, torture...
It's all that's left of my memories.

The cold hard truth, bitter and sweet,
Though I can't touch them, see them,
They are there, silent...
They listen, silent though they listen.
They listen, silent though they listen.

But I see a dead world at sunrise, a dead world at sunrise
And nothing can reverse the state.

We are still one.
Oh yes, I'm back
I'm left missing pieces of myself, of myself.

Missing pieces of myself, of myself, of myself.
Missing pieces of myself, of myself, of myself.

(...Then I looked, and I heard a messenger flying in midheaven, shouting aloud, "Woe, woe, woe to those who dwell upon the earth, because of the voices of those who are yet to sound!")