• Crystal eyes, monoxide skies,
    reflected in your cheap disguise.
    Breathe in deep, be still and sleep,
    don't listen as the others weep.

    Epitaph of stone and silence,
    memories, alone and tense.

    Drifting dreams, unheard screams,
    fabric of life torn at the seams.
    Sink to earth, find what it's worth,
    discover and join the new rebirth.

    Epitaph of stone and silence,
    new disguise, a clone so dense.

    Falling fast, recall the past,
    try to remember when you lived last.
    Time has gone by, but don't you cry,
    you'll live again until you die.

    Epitaph of stone and silence,
    cold dry bones, barrier fence.

    Years have lapsed, your soul relapsed,
    your moral guidance has collapsed.
    Pass on through the fire flue
    to where you know your death is true.
    Meet the ruler and wish it was cooler
    in the realm that keeps getting crueler.
    Find a way out through a water spout,
    return to the living, full of doubt.
    Find your soul and make it whole,
    try to fit in to a world too full.
    But it's too late, so rise to the gates
    in the clouds till the end of your fate.
    And find your epitaph of stone and silence,
    all alone, no more false pretense.