On the threshold of life as we know 

in a chasm cascading to the core 

where nothing seems real anymore 

in between the obtuse and obscene 


so let the rains come down and explore 

the possibility that it all ended that day, 

and like all you dark clouds you sceptics 

denying your true nature took away 


past the concrete and the steel 

flowing down to the valley below drawn out for 99 years 

splitting the seas this terrestrial being 


so let the rains come down and explore 

the possibility that it all ended that day, 

and like all you dark clouds you sceptics 

denying your true nature took away 


dormant beneath us what was will be 

dwelling within us what is will be no more 

and maybe it's not all what we built it up to be 

sustaining scientific prophecy