This Aching Isolation Songtext
von Enochian Theory

Chance upon chance, Moments divided by movements,
Withdrawing further into... The old womb of senselessness...
For so many years, Still ubiquitous

"So here is my advice to you... cut the umbilical and float freely... here with me."
But in doing so... you′re really just letting go... of this world... to me, that's quite absurd...

Couldn′t do it... could you?
Lacking vertebrae...
Petition the skies with hands held high...

I think, But what do i know?
Yet see it time and again,
Petition the skies with hands held high...

Seeking...
Something...
More...


Ignite the skies shows a lunacy,
Repeating their words, Just doesn't fit today with me...
Modern Fables, still a curiosity.
And I'm amazed, you still... have power...

I′ll make a deal with you and you show me a miracle.
Make me feel like it′s all for something.
Forgive me, I'm skeptical... but let′s take a look at this... logically, rational

You would have thought... No wait, you would have thought...

"And here is my advice to you... come and be cynical. Isolated and frustrated"
Care to expand on a thing or two? Make me give a... care.
I don't mean to complain...
I can guess but how would i know?
(So I′ll) Petition the skies with hands held high...

Ignite the skies shows a lunacy,
A god disabled, Logically.
And I'm amazed, you still... have power...