The sound of a motor dying

A line meant not to move past

A shortcut that becomes the longest ride

Into the darkness of a home

The Black Adder is alone no longer

In his eyes a hunger rises above

Is it closing?

Has the room grown smaller?

Is it by design?

What is it in the way he moves?

I'm paralyzed

No words to form

No prayers to speak

Undulating scales

Approximate to a shape both familiar and impossible

This is the end

Or worse what if it is not

Only time will tell now that we're face to face

I see patterns in everything

Riding back towards the world I left behind

Now colors breathe and the light expires

Sliding like silk through the wind

Finding new pace

And tasting life from a million miles

This is the new blood

And I'm a part of all of it

Creation is my gift

I'm giving his glide

Facing mine

Black Adder shine

The sound of a child crying

The mother still frozen in fright

There's nothing here to be afraid of

This is the new way of life

John Makarewicz - Drums, Guitar

Steve Murphy - Guitar

Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocal