Questions for Which There are No Answers - Deadhorse

Listening to the wolves in this cold winter night This night we start our battle with pride Their time has come Return to where you are from Them The ones we de

I have been wandering the ages Felt the pain Injecting my heart with misery For we are particles of matter Throughout the centuries Evolving to each other's ago

On the wings of imperceptible creatures I'm dwelling through a myriad of stars Innumerable dreams are weaved as one No destination An arcane illusion With a sup