I. Separate Paths

Brothers, Two the same
Motherless Creations
Each the others bane
One had sought redemption from his pain
One to find the past he hid in vain

The great empire of Cyrrus lies
On a plain of dust under darkened skies
Science holds the key, The future is made of Genetic chemistry

Three forces about to collide
Two will choose the path of chaos
that sets the world to genocide
what of the one who hangs at the mean
He must first understand himself to follow the scheme

II. The Church

Instrumental

III. Revelations

The Source of my sorrow, was born beyond the village of my birth
Beyond the mountain side a machine rose from the earth
a device of Cyrrus design would seem intended for the greatest good
would only destroy as long as it stood
But what lie inside would change my view of all I ever knew and all I had known

Within the bowels of the machine
A Sleeping drove as far as can be seen
Hundreds of faces frozen in time
Hundreds of faces and all of them mine
ALL OF THEM MINE!!!

IV. Journey To Conflict

It must have been many years ago,
With in the Cyrrus factory deep down below
Though the memory has faded from my view
Within my mind a clue

Creatures of science two will be the test
from these two we will mold the rest

My sense of mission overshadowed by this fact
No one could keep me in tact
Inside it grows this need to know
I search for answers I search for control

Before I can move ahead, before I can see
I need to addres this uncertainty
Moving closer towards the squall
I could pass change for ever
Or this could end it all

V. Sea Of The Subconscious

Riptides of current, Currents of thought
As I spiral through unconsciousness
That incertitude has wrought

Reaching the minds Eye
The turbulence subsides
The Memory divides
The voice of reason presides
Resolution has arrived

VI. Lifestream

I have come to terms of what I have done
those spaces, of insecurity that kept me
from being one

Identity is not subject to change
Those around us glue the mask together
So the core remains

With my conscious clear, I begin to move away
from that pain I shelter to this very day

Healing the wounds, From buried tombs
And the words I turn to say
I AM FREE!!! I AM ME!!!!