Traces of life dispersed through eternity
The onslaught of evolution
Remnants of worlds floating in darkness
This is all our Universum
Meridian lines through space and time
Continuum, bring forth a solution
A small cog in the grand design
Spin us a new revolution
It is certain
Did we exist before time?
Is this our final dejection?
A dissipating point of aggression
Indifferent toward our perception
Can you hear them through the pain
All but one are calling
They see you losing your own way
Closed eyes, no one remains
I can't feel anything
These thoughts are blinding me
Detached from all that's real
I don't want anything
It's taking over me
Turn from the world
I'm leaving all behind
Transcending all the lies
Did we exist before time?
Is this our final dejection?
A dissipating point of aggression
Worlds of indifference toward our perception
Traces of life dispersed through eternity
The onslaught of evolution
Remnants of the worlds floating in darkness
This is all our Universum
Meridian lines through space and time
Continuum, bring forth a solution
A small cog in the grand design
Spin us a new revolution
It's uncertain?
Fearless, they're trembling
Ageless, the reckoning
It's damaging
Pure memories
All uncertainty, my mortality
Can you hear them through the pain
All but one are calling
They see you losing your own way
Closed eyes, no one remains
Artist: The Scorpions
Artist: Kim Walker-smith
Artist: Tom Odell