Minor Earth, Major Skies-Textures

Minor Earth, Major Skies - Textures Cursed we are above all contentment Breaking the evolution Our history swept away We are shattered by our prey Lushing, spoiling Staring through the eyes of decay. Comfort is losing contrast in this light Ignorance eradicating This life draws to an end. We need to find the strength To put the earth in motion Behold, ignorance is our new messiah Abundant rays, all light from the sun. Gaze into the fire And the soothing winds. In our eyes, in our nerves As our colors are fading out Just like birds in the storm So let the squall come, waking us. "As tidal waves hit solid ground no permanence is ours We are a wave that flows to fit whatever form it finds". Minor Earth, major skies The summit of the syntaxis of all life Is eroding along the path The great ocean road And its walls that always change Are still rising up The distribution of energy In dissonant directions A shift of paradigms Are these enough answers to our questions. As we dive We might see a new dawn This life that carries on Promenading through the storm. This everlasting chase The ways that seize the days Predicted to amaze Serenity will pave The inner state of grace. As tidal waves break down Consciousness collides No permanence is ours.