Let the future dogs of tomorrows cry vanish in the past
Set free the cold tongue that speaks, laughing out at last
Costumed and throned, translucent power, reveal at will
These cities bare our minor scars, giving command to images
Guided through the mind, exposed to fire by your enemy's weapon
Know they wouldn't be so easy to trust, easy to visit
Holder of now
Quiet star
Appearance ingrained as metal teeth are to the fatalities
Fill the lung
Our future pasts are seeking us now toward the vastness of projection
Infuse the object
Coil to bend
Reveal
Reveal
Reveal
Imaginator
Imaginator