Lost

My eyes were jaded, so close to the center I could not see

But now they are fixed and glaring at the sacrifice to be made

Now that I'm aware of the cycles I pray that I can deal

Now that I have shown you these cycles I pray that you can feel

In and out of the stray

Taking the bait

Feeling compelled to obey, betray

The isle of await

Running scared from their thought

Thinking I can summon some ancient truth before wrong

seeking my nature, our nature with fear of being caught

Or have we been like this all along

The dawn of birth gives way to men

Age brings dimness to sight as it must

Death seals the eyelids on darkness once again

Augmentation of the dust