Eye, out of the way
I don't live to rise again
To be reborn and never end
Once I'm on the other side
I'll see if it was the end of my ride
I don't live to transform
Present into past
Or fall into a lifeless pattern
Going nowhere fast
Master I will always be
Of all that is of me
But I can't ever touch
What is of thee
I question things to see
If they are what they're said to be
I ask the why and wherefore
I reap the fruits of time but I let it take its course
But where no one can answer me
Nobody'll ever know
That is where my path begins
That is where I go
Master I will always be
Of all that is of me
But I can't ever touch
What is of thee
Human flesh, human blood
But in your words I'm nothing but God
A master eye is the eye
Able to behold
And part truth from lie
In what it's been told
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