I am a fortune teller.

I have the second sight.

But I'm standing here alone.

As with every fortune that I foresee the anxiety grows.



I've got nothing to tell you.

Trueness is betryal.

I'll keep the lore for me and waste your sanity.

To break the silence is a deadly sin.

The truth remains buried within.



I will end this night on a higher flight.

I'll bring a light into what lies in the dark.



I'm flying for all time.

I will never die.

On this higher flight I lighten your heart.

We fly to a brand new start.



Evolution. Cut off the world.

Revolution. Tamed and disturbed.

Endless yearning. Waiting for me?

A hero returning. Making them see.



I've got something to tell you

'though trueness is betryal.

Take the lore from me and heal your sanity

We break the silence with voices no one can ignore.

We're heading for more.

A fortune letter will light up

the truth that's been buried within



To all liars who're trying to keep voice calm;

You will not succeed in not making things better.

To all believers still wandering on;

Keep track. Stay close. YOur time will come.



All that I have ever believed

nothing but the start of something.

I will not remember. Not at all.