Wield The Scepter

The blaze of a dying sun, lighting up the skies
An extinction watched from behind a two-way mirror
Broken source of energy rebuilt
Piercing through the multiple shields.

I cannot see, nor can I hear
Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back
If I set free the change I fear
Will I be thrown off the track?
On the razor's edge of fate, wielding the scepter.

The beast does not change and the beast is hungry
A scent beyond the compass of the human mind
Here where the limits are indefinite
And reason is on a hiding to nothing.

I cannot see, nor can I hear
Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back
If I set free the change I fear
Will I be thrown off the track?
On the razor's edge of fate, wielding the scepter.

Tried to turn away from the truth denied
When the enemy is your will deified
Torn inside all through.

Phasing out of loss, constraint and despair
Like a closing wound, yet beyond repair
This tide is running strong
Phasing out the chapter
The now is where you belong
Awaiting ever so long
This tide is running strong.

I cannot see, nor can I hear
Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back
If I set free the change I fear
Will I be thrown off the track?
On the razor's edge of fate, wielding the scepter.