My grip is weakening, I've lost control of my life
The reins are slipping and I don't know what is right
This sense of purpose is proudly worn to wearing thin
Maybe beyond this world, a new meaning hidden

No way to see it
The path of fate we travel down
No way to read it
Despite it written (in the clouds)

Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides
Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
No way to travel back, recover broken pride

What is the reasoning that wills us to survive?
Blind faith and self-confidence are misleading the mind
Real freedoms price is far too high to pay for now
The silent gods forever only looking down

No way to see it
The path of fate we travel down
No way to read it
Despite it written (in the clouds)

Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides
Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
No way to travel back, recover broken pride

No way to hear it
The raging battle in my head
No way to need it
The world will crumble down instead

Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides
Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign
No way to travel back, recover broken pride