Your eyes shall be opened, and ye shall be as gods

Song of the day;;

→ The Music - Inconceivable Odds

Lay down your injured arms

'Cause we've come so far as one

Dig me out of here so on my back I feel some sun

Flee the darkness of this hour

Leave the modern world behind

My life's a burning tower

The walls are the hills we climb

How do I fight these inconceivable odds

From bringing me down?

The drive for explanation grips us all

And pins us to the ground

If I ever leave your side unattended

Exposed to the fall

If I ever leave your heart undefended

Your back to the wall

Everyone must exist alone

We all run races with no ending

My thoughts are synchronised to a clock with no time

The heart of men will be corrupted

Abandoned by themselves

Life makes their minds destructive

Frightened by the trigger inside