Canopy - For the Sickened Voice to Hear

Once reflected
Refused to shine again
This may vanish
The source 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
Deadshapes turn real now
They are of thousand kinds

Exposure, a deathshow
Dim lights pierce my mind
A passage through substance
Clairvoyance, a rare find

Are we near?

No, I won't view your sight
A sickened voice to hear
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 to behold
Followed in vague steps
The end was fortold

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

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