Omega: Third Temple - Eidola

Dreamer, are you listening?

All of your children sit and wonder

«Where have you been?»

We came here for the sound

To overcome the shaking ground beneath my feet

Buried under the soil to expand

Rebuild the monument lost in sand

Restore the balance to the land

To those of you desperately searching for the end

You’ll search forever in the dark

To those of you eager to begin again

Your eager eyes won’t tell life and death apart

It’s time to wake up

Dreamer, you’re not listening

All of your children wane and wander

Where have you been?

We came here for the sound

To overcome the shaking ground beneath my feet

Buried under the soil to expand

Rebuild the monument lost in sand

Restore the balance to the land

(We want the cure to everything we can’t afford)(x2)

We want the cure to everything we can’t afford

This life is not enough for us

We want the cure to everything that we can’t afford

This life is not enough for us

We want eternity and more

To play God in a metaphor

Oh, you restless ungrateful

When will you learn?

You manifest the construct

You only borrow what you earn

The temple that you seek, it isn’t mine

(then let it burn, we’ll cast our stones aside)

I’ve given you the tools of grand design

(overgrown thoughts of our demise)

The nature of the gift is astringent

(trading faiths, empire’s remorse)

The complex of ascent is contingent

(ends of time, redesign recourse)

«But this world that you’ve created deals in murder and deceit

Where profit margins far outweigh the death toll of defeat

And your leaders have abandoned every shred of moral code

The reflexatory impulse of a planet growing cold

So if life is an illusion

And death is just a door

Then we must come to the conclusion

That we don’t know what’s in store

And that answer begs the question

„well, what is it you believe?“

But existence is subjective, you only know what you receive

I will write this down on paper so that I can sound it out

Document a conscious function we can’t afford to go without

If feeling is believing you cannot hold it with your fists

But if you need to know the answers, then let me ask you this»

When you pass away

Will you leave behind your mistakes?

Will you move onto unconscious bliss

Or dissipate in the abyss

Based on decisions that you made?"

Well, I know you won’t find me there

We’ve shaped the earth., our brothers come to call

Trace your roots, strengthen your resolve

Where is our resolve?