Ob(Servant) - Psycroptic

Waking each dawn if it was the first

Sleep eroding all trace of a past

With only vivid dreams intact

I foresee all that will become

A prophet unaware… a reluctant oracle

I remain naive and innocent

Tainted only by the knowledge of a sinister future

Memories: for me they are non-existent

The concept is alien

Carrying clouded prophecies for the future

I see time moving in the opposite direction

Visions becoming clearer as they move toward fruition

Each second sees another vision fulfilled

A mind overwhelmed

All knowledge I possess dissolves as time passes

A mind purged

The future cannot be changed

With mine or your actions

Every act has already occurred

The future is complete, all outcomes final

You cannot choose

Unchangeable

Unbiased

Exact

So without a past

How can I be defined?

I do not possess a 'life', I only exist

My mind a window I wish I could shatter

Not free to choose a path to travel

As I already see its end

With a perpetual view into the void that will become

I am the observer to the future

Watching the crumbling timeline unfold in reverse