From the recording Death Construction
Lyrics
Destined to Decay
(Music: Sofoklis Lyrics: Sofoklis Drums: Vaggelis, Sofoklis)
Contemplating reality, investigating causality
Analyzing duality, in the darkness a spark arises
Time retreats in the background, in the clearing Clarity ascends
Unclouded the mind-frame, it pierces through matter
And I perceive like a newborn god the inherent seed of the fatal flaw
I conceive like never before the inexistent nature (of everything)
In the stillness unmoving, witness all
All compounded things are destined to decay
In the wilderness of sorrow
All material things are destined to decay
The blood of youth is savaged and sucked away by age
Disease disturbs the passage, and life disarrays
Aren’t we all destined to die, our struggles to be seized by Death?
Plunged in the deepest abyss, the glow of life dims
And I perceive like a newborn god the inherent seed of the fatal flaw
I conceive like never before the inexistent nature (of everything)
In the stillness unmoving, witness all
All compounded things are destined to decay
In the wilderness of sorrow
All material things are destined to decay
I’m hearing the wind whispering in my ears life is running away from me
I’m watching the sky drawing my fears closing my eyes I’m leaving this place
Hey fools listen to this silent message
Far is not the wreckage of worldly existence
Hey… Utilize what is given to thee
Awake…before darkness covers the scene
Hey wise ones listen to this blaring message
Near is not the wreckage of the old becoming
Hey… Utilize what is given to thee
Awake…before darkness covers the scene
Yeah all compounded things are destined to decay
Yeah all material things are destined to decay
Yeah all compounded things are destined to decay
Yeah all material things are destined to decay
And I perceive like a newborn god the inherent seed of the fatal flaw
I conceive like never before the inexistent nature (of everything)
In the stillness unmoving, witness all
All compounded things are destined to decay
In the wilderness of sorrow
All material things are destined to decay