To the Garish Remembrance of Failure

Lifeless shells dance to the rhythm of the ego
 Forced into freedom while blind to its wisdom
 The monoliths scream emptiness, no power held within
 Extract the wrath, the spectre of not fit to be
 Chasing a never ending ending, neglecting the now
 Lifeless shells dance to the rhythm of the ego
 A seething retreating
 Left to rot in the nether, rejecting the never
 Monoliths scream emptiness, no power held within
 You have not arrived, and you are blind
 The stream hidden 'neath the rose, hidden 'neath the hollowed oak
 Winds carry the dust of fossilized dreams
 But they are blind
 The child of the union, the lesser stone
 Leaving the inner eye to guide, regret we leave you to die
 Be not blind
 Extract the wrath, the spectre of not fit to be
 At the foot of the hill, a sacrifice made
 To the garish remembrance of failure
 White to green, peel away the sterile sheen
 Blessed separation, the ending of the masquerade