Wield the Scepter - Solution .45

The blaze of a dying sun, lighting up the skies

An extinction watched from behind a two-way mirror

Broken source of energy rebuilt

Piercing through the multiple shields

I cannot see, nor can I hear

Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back

If I set free the change I fear

Will I be thrown off the track?

On the razor’s edge of fate, wielding the scepter

The beast does not change and the beast is hungry

A scent beyond the compass of the human mind

Here where the limits are indefinite

And reason is on a hiding to nothing

I cannot see, nor can I hear

Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back

If I set free the change I fear

Will I be thrown off the track?

On the razor’s edge of fate, wielding the scepter

Tried to turn away from the truth denied

When the enemy is your will deified

Torn inside all through

Phasing out of loss, constraint and despair

Like a closing wound, yet beyond repair

This tide is running strong

Phasing out the chapter

The now is where you belong

Awaiting ever so long

This tide is running strong

I cannot see, nor can I hear

Senses blocked, as I am trying to get back

If I set free the change I fear

Will I be thrown off the track?

On the razor’s edge of fate, wielding the scepter