Onyx - The Afterimage

Unassuming truths become remedial for shades of devotion,

I know, since my soul is on display for nothing but scrutiny

Stare in my direction and catch a glimpse of who I’m becoming

While the world loses its colour by the rain

I’m finding myself to be completely desaturated, adhering to pointless endeavors

I’m finding myself to be completely desaturated, adhering to pointless endeavors

I am wandering, I’m not following

(I am wandering)

I am wandering never following

I am wandering, I am not following

My thoughts are perpetuating into an infinite sequence, and in turn I’m unable

to utter a single word with confidence

I’m losing passion, lacking feeling

Fading colours, from a deep red to a dismal grey

I am everyone, yet no one at the same time

I passage through channels toward my own lifetime, recognizing I’ll never be

conscious again

My eternity resembles a single instant

Dwelling in all regions and leaving no imprint

I’m in touch with infinity and visionless

(The visionless)

Unassuming truths become remedial for shades of devotion

I know, since my soul is on display for nothing but scrutiny

My thoughts are perpetuating into an infinite sequence, and in turn I’m unable

to utter a single word

I’m losing confidence

I’m losing passion, lacking feeling

Fading colours