Canopy - For The Sickened Voice To Hear

Once reflected
Refused to shine again
This may vanish
The source of will slowly drain

Still blank face grin
Your rapture will ignite
Under your dead masque
A painful fade from sight

Are we here?

Once eternal
I drank a thousand minds
Dead shapes turn real now
They are of thousand kinds

Exposure, a death show
Dim lights pierce my mind
A passage though substance
Clairvoyance, a rare find

Are we near?

No, I won't view your sight A sickened voice to here
I won't sight your mind

Once rejected
The voice spoke so clear
Stillness absorbed by
The everlasting fear

Construction of dead minds
A beauty of behold
Followed in vague steps
The end was foretold

I have drowned in white infinity
Driven to the edge of sanity
Shadows of declined supremacy
Debased by our thoughtless sanctity

No, I won't view your sight
A sickened voice to hear
I won't sight your mind

No, I won't view your sight
A sickened voice to hear
I won't sight your mind