Perpetual Procession Lyrics

Stand back from time,
a vista perpendicular to its flow.
Oh, how you long for it to end...
Blind dogs running in place.
Nailed to a speck of dust.
Reduced to ash.

Infinity of empty nothing.
Chains of the eternal fleeting moment.
Animals thrashing in their cages,
starving to bone before your eyes.

Remains scattered on wind's wings.
The living circling the drain with the dead.

Infinity of empty nothing.
Chains of the eternal fleeting moment.
Animals thrashing in their cages,
starving to bone before your eyes.

Perpetual procession around finality.
All is unified, inevitable darkness.
Every grave and every cradle back to back, seamless.

Infinity of empty nothing.
Chains of the eternal fleeting moment.
Animals thrashing in their cages,
starving to bone before your eyes.