Lyric

In this world where the light is far too bright

There’s not a single shadow, no place to hide from sight

I can’t even let out a weary sigh

Or complain to the moon in the cloudless sky

A smile built on lies, a mask made of stone

What is the point when you're tired to the bone?

It’s a hollow game, a heavy cost

Until the meaning of life is finally lost

The monsters and spirits that moved in the dark

I can't blame them now for the lack of a spark

Is it "happiness" now that the mysteries are gone?

In this sterile reality we’re forced upon?

But isn't every heart still a puzzle, a maze?

Wrapped in a riddle that no one can glaze?

We crave for the strange, the weird, and the deep

But the secrets of old are all put to sleep

They tell us to believe only what we can see

But the things that are hidden are what make us free

If I say there’s something "certain" but unseen

They just laugh at the dreamer, cruel and mean

It’s tragic, isn't it? Oh, it’s so sad

Watching the magic go bad

Dreams and hopes are being crushed underfoot

Buried in ashes and covered in soot

The invisible truth is a dying breed

In a world that is driven by logic and greed

No place to hide

No mystery left

Just the blinding light

How tragic, how sad

Oh, so sad