Persistence in Existence

Astray from perspective
We can not grasp our own insignificance
Ignorant to aspect, we’re existing only in our own image
And we’re blind to the future
The third stone from fire, standing still
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy
Relative law, existing as we persist towards the remedy
Our presence and obscenity
Let me enlighten you all
Tuition reaches further than the truth
Beyond the absolute
And we’re blind to the future
The third stone from fire, standing still
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy
Product of the middle English, we lead ourselves to believe that we’ve had hand
in creation
Although meaningless, we give ourselves purpose to survive
We give ourselves a purpose to survive
In light of all this mystery, at least we exist
So here lies our lunacy