Metaepitome - Overhead

Metaepitome The game behind, the wise man said, is played.

Behind the curtain veil his eyes can’t see

What his mind won’t recievehis time is out The rain must fall to put out the

firelike any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty power,.

it finally occured to me how dark.

IT can be in the shadows.

The war.

Cries are deafening darkness.

Death.

Lies and deceit.

Oh heavens rain on me.

And he remembers: 1. A time before he was2.

A part he had3.

A scheme

But time it fades his memory -→ it changes.

When tomorrow comes.

The rain must fall

To put out the fire, like.

«Any dying man would agree forgiveness is a mighty

power!"-it finally occured to me. How dark? It can be in the shadows!

The war cries are deafening, darkness, death, lies, and deciet.

Oh heavens rain on me.

Lately he has been seen in his garden

Plucking the flowers

Desperately wasting his time with: -„How could I go back to yesteryear?

„-"Now look. Please understand. it’s not like actual time were talking here.

It’s just that.

you know.

those things you leave behind…

Have a tendency to sneak up on you

Mind you its not all bad, like, some of it is, well, positiveand that’s what

I’m going on about!“ The world in his hands is twisted

To emphasize this twist of fate A projection of what he sees no longersufficed

to hima remedy, a fix to feed your head.

Like the doormouse said:-“

Tomorrow rain must fall» He looks around with a passive frown

At the rusted stains of his holy crown

The distance is a million miles

His sight is weak, and he cannot see The greener fields and swaying trees

Or the tranquil meadows in between

He is coming to his senses now

The awakening is so surreal to me A co-existence of all things real and

All things unreal lying in between

So brace yourself the time has come

To climb the wall down, down, down.

Yeah to climb the wall

To see it falling down

To look in to the future

Yeah to climb the wall

To see it falling down

To look in to the future In the silence of the heart where no prying eye can

seewait.

there’s something down there?

and if there is, it is not of me,

and thus cannot claim dominionbut it does, over me There’s movement in the

darkears ringing of fearthe bells sound a warning of news that came too latethe

ground begins to shudderas the enemy awakes I am lust and fear and hate

I bring lies, unjustice and deaththe age of war is at hand so pick your side!

run to the hills if you will, but know that you cant hide an enemy insidenot

on your ownwith me by your side you might have a chancecome along for the

ride-I promise a good one.

so (I) began the fallso (I) began the falling downno

looking to the future The way it turned out is never quite what it seemed to be

a way out to war ride on a storm god knows the poor need.

a new morning