Dawn Ray'd - The Abyssal Plain

The Abyssal Plain


Either you and I see too much happiness
Or not enough,
I can't remember what we settled upon.
Is it the optimism of certain knowledge
Or our current disappointment,
That keeps us running ahead?

I heard that you can never truly see the present,
That after the time it takes
The light to hit your brain,
Everything you see is already past.
This leaves us two options.
Do we settle for nostalgia as all we'll ever process,
Or delight in the speed,
The winding of times path?

We must stop loosing the pressure valves,
Let the shadows grow!
This must never be palatable,
Let the shadows grow!

The insipid glare of orthodoxy,
Conformity's unforgiving spotlight,
Chases magic to the perimeter line,
Leaving darkness as our only adventure.

For all the times we've been sold out,
All the land that's been let down,
For all the families poverty drowns,
Let the shadows grow!