and opened eyes with the dawn of the world they've flew
before the singing birds and their songs and remaining sweet dew
after nothing is all they ever where
yet they who existed for all existence
did not know why they put through
for they were the one to put the beating hearts into the trees
the green in the grass
and the songs on the streets
the day dreams and their dreamers
they were all the sweet signings of this beast
who brought upon the cold felt in loneliness
the burning hell of those starved
a cruel and kind reminder that all goes on
forever and ever past dawn
and in the world where
age the only thing growing
love the only thing dwindling
their tears would fill the clouds rain trickling
inlustris' power is the weather that is their emotions