Sitting through the shadows And moving through the earth I need to know where it all went wrong Living by halo, I search for daybreak For all that we know, I search for daybreak Time consumes me as I work my way In dead cities, through a seething vein Praying on icons of a golden age, Charon greets My temple in the final stage Sands shift, an hours maze Minutes carry the weight of hours Hours bear the strength of days Sitting through the shadows And moving through the earth I need to know, where it all went wrong