From the album Ascending the Monolith

Lyrics

Locked up in my mind but never trailing far behind
My fading memory sutured up inside

Take these bones, flesh and marrow to the estate
Build by scornful pride, petrified brazen lies

My greatest feats have yet to come to me
The cut of final words allow the cast of dreams to flow
Count the final words of nights and dawns long past
My memories hold their own in this vicious state

How I long to feel peaceful rivers of reverie
I’d love to be disturbed if only from time to time
Let my will be washed away, grave monuments will remain

My greatest feats have yet to come to me
So open up the door and whisper to the world

There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die
There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die

King of solitude, rule of these lonely years
I’d love to be disturbed if only from time to time
Let my will be washed away, grave monuments will remain

There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die
There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die

Ignored by passersby, trailing far behind
My faded history not buried but locked inside
No sight in front, dreams behind, I want to feel again
To open up and cry out to the world

There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die
There is no perfect time, there is no perfect time, there is no perfect time
Memories will die