Cynthesis - A Most Trivial Pursuit lyrics

Time, it brings us down It hardens and it cracks us Gravity weighs us down We are slaves to the ages It feasts on you and it feasts on me Each of us just a book of yellowing pages An apparition of what could be comes to him from the line and hands to him a key of silver shine The glow reflected on his face catches the eyes of the mindless multitudes marching They break rank and pursue the tribe The gilded guild breaks the stillness and leaps into the fray The tribe runs for cover and are swept up in the melee Wave after wave, the natives who defied nation or name lie down prone - Fear is shown - The pa**ion of slaves The time drips down - d**h reaps with sickle and scythe as the tribe is led away tightly tied He falls to his knees and begins to pray and lets out a sigh Please Gods, please help me If I imagine a place, so may it be Now I'm at the door I feel as if I’ve been here before Angels sin for me If beyond lies the answer, I hold the key