Phantom - Lost

We're far away

It's quite okay

Like night and day of endless grey

Of what we used to be

Carefully...

Our undone sheets speak softly

Of how I used to see these unspoken dreams

Faded to... Ooh... modesty

We're haunted by our living child

All the life of our loveless histories

They seek and speak when we're weak

And light our mind from our own kind

We love to kneel and we need to lead

The tears they set us free

We fight without a sight of enemies

This spoken word carries our vanity in its heart

Like a mother we steal from that keep in the dark

As we seek the happy... hungry, thirsty, horny

So much fear unconscious tears

Years lost to ignorance

Life sought in to destinations

Who really cares of anything here

When crying is weak and fighting is strong

I fall in love... with a tear of an old man

Calling out…, Call..., Calling out..., Call...., Calling out..., Call...

For Ten thousand years puberty of the human mind

No collected consciousness better cool than kind

The need to have to got to

Endless made of emptiness

I fill the void and feed my mind with your unanswered questions

I set a seed not only words

Ears that have listened much has heard

A mind that has been run all o'er the universe of it

That is all... that is all...

In everything we own

Every... all... it will be... ours

Calling out..., Call..., Calling out..., Call...., Calling out..., Call...