Travellers

Truth will expel the darkness
The secrets of my past will unravel
Through the deepest reaches of your hallucinated chain of thoughtsFrom the farthest stretches of your intoxicated empty heart

I am starting to wither
But my pack it stands
Primitive and bitter
Our heads stuck in the sand
Somehow the shared confusion
Is meaningless yet grand
Lord I′m loosing my centre
As on these crossroads I stand

For one insipid moment
I believe I can see the truth
Silence preaches the truth
I believe I can see the proof

We set sail through fire
Jewels I found black and blue
Desperate our needs were dire
With the symbol we grew
Did the wind lead us here
Or we ended up where our sails flew

Cryptic as this messiah is
Dark is the other side of it
Just a whisper carelessly spoken
Careless fear, careless wisdom
A black heart should bear it's tale
And drown in judgement