[Verse 1]
Feel the future
Sift through your days
In your palace of wretched steel
See my absence as something good
Oh, grant your eyes a little rest
Turn your face towards your fortune
See my absence as something good
[Chorus]
Author of scars
I see your hands upon my epitaph
Then you shift into a looking glass
A sky void of stars
[Verse 2]
Touch the concrete
Placed on my chest
And chain the songbirds to your argent dome
Confirm my fate as disposable
Oh, grant your eyes a little rest
Turn your face towards your fortune
And keep your promises negotiable
Feel the future
Sift through your days
In your palace of wretched steel
See my absence as something good
Oh, grant your eyes a little rest
Turn your face towards your fortune
See my absence as something good
[Chorus]
Author of scars
I see your hands upon my epitaph
Then you shift into a looking glass
A sky void of stars
[Verse 2]
Touch the concrete
Placed on my chest
And chain the songbirds to your argent dome
Confirm my fate as disposable
Oh, grant your eyes a little rest
Turn your face towards your fortune
And keep your promises negotiable
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