Hunting the hunters, the cold justice of wrath
Avenging those that strayed onto a darker path
Fallen lays another prize, this night-quest drawn to end
Disposing in a manner fit, with no hope to ascend.

Each day ends the same I follow through
The door my will alone conceives and yields to form
Retracing my life s strand through the naught
Where twisted colors taint the metaphysical hue

An ancient destiny scrolling through my mind
With access to the Chronosphere I pursue them into time
In a place where thoughts echo and equations carry weight
I seek the source within the source as key to my fate

A unified infinity derived from chaos trace
I track the change in the line of man
To shift the balance - a return to cerulean haze
I seek the end to the scarlet thread

Further into time a crimson glow is felt
It guides me through the night
Navigating Infinity s seas
To another scene in time!

Hunger in the night
the primal force urges on

As if by fate the other one appears.
In a path known only to feral eyes
With force the flesh-honed gauntlet ends the act.
Always the same since the fall .

(with) Each slowing breath as though my own.
I probe the reeling mind.

A line blurred without distinction
Spiraling through the twisted knots.
Clarity s disillusionment.
This path returns to me!

Further into time a crimson glow is felt
It guides me through the night
Navigating Infinity s seas
To another scene in time!

An ancient destiny scrolling through my mind
With access to the Chronosphere I pursue them into time
In a place where thoughts echo and equations carry weight
I seek the source within the source as key to my fate

A unified infinity derived from chaos trace
I am but an Ouroboros in time
To shift the balance - a return to cerulean haze
I seek to end - the scarlet thread in me!