Insubstantia lyrics

Grasping at the sands of time reveals

Sliding through your hands

Our fate is sealed

Living all your life so filled with fear

You gather all you can and hold it near

Carving up the land as you make it clear

Who can have what from there or here

Thinking that your plan is so ideal

Losing true sight of what is real

What is real

Born into their perfect shame

Fixed upon their tiny flame

What is real

As the tides rise upon the wheel

Lines in the sand will disappear

You will wake up and sense the feel

You'll have a chance to lift the veil

Dissolving insubstantia as you exhale

Heart and a feather

Placed upon the scale

Rising up above as your essence prevails

Ascending past the realm

Of a mind that jails

Insubstantia wants you

Insubstantia needs you

What is real

What is real

Born into their perfect shame

Fixed upon their tiny flame

What is real

What is real