In The Absence Of Wisdom

We awaken

No one left to guide us through

Counting virtues, and no flaws

Fear the oracle

And prophecies becoming truths

Are we destined to rise

Or do we crumble

Can we live on

Or will we die in solitude

Viscous cycle

Mistakes we made we can’t undo

Nothing sacred

In our minds

Haunted by the past

Hunted by the demons

Erasing the stars

Crest of a title wave

Falling apart

In fragments

In the absence of wisdom

Searching for a better way

All the elders perished now

We live in the eye of storms

We are now the demons

We’ve become the snakes

Following the footsteps

Of the ones we hate