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. 
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!