Thinking hurts and thoughts don't rhyme to those of us who've never tried to find a face behind our lipstick smiles. And as our pretty faces die, our broken hearts will wonder why the makeup just won't hide the scars of time.

When you talk
You talk without a sound
And when you walk
Your feet hardly touch the ground

Stand before the gates and watch metropolis
Empires come and go we live forever
And eternity is in your hidden eyes
Take my broken wings teach me to fly again

A pounding head
piercing pain
prophetic sight
narrowing down
Elastic dream
out of time
you almost caught
a glimpse of the truth

Sub Est Plus Nova Supreme
Sub Est Pli Nova Supreni