Deadlights (Post-Hardcore)
Pythia
Headed for the end, not looking back
It’s coming for me
Colours are all gone, everything’s black
All my gold turns into stone
What will I be thinking as I die?
Have I wasted my time?
Tell me my future
What will transpire? I need to know

When my days are nearly done
Who will remain around?
Is anyone genuine
Or have I been surrounded by frauds?
Perpetually marching without a set course

I want to see timelines exude from my chest
I wanna look inside ‘em
I wanna choose what’s next
A glimpsе into a crystal ball
(Turn it up. Turn it up.)
Show me now. I need to know

“Look into my eyes
And placе your sacrifice
It should come as no surprise
The future never lies.”
(A word to the wise.)
Tell me what I want to know
Is it set? Can I decide?
Will I reach the other side?
Oh, please give me a sign
This is my time
Take my offerings, my sacrifice
(Pythia)
Open eyed
What will I be thinking as I die?

Irrational fear of becoming obsolete, outdated, done
Show me what I’m made of
Show me how it ends

Do I decide the outcome?
Can I change what I become?

“Look into my eyes
And place your sacrifice
It should come as no surprise
The future never lies.”
(A word to the wise.)
Tell me what I want to know
Is it set? Can I decide?
Will I reach the other side?
Oh, please give me a sign
This is my time
This is my time

Eyes rolling backwards, I’m lost to her trance
Show me what you see in the shifting sands
Burning laurel leaves, Volcanic fume hallucination
I’ll pay with blood
I’ve got enough…
When I reach the end, looking back
(Pythia)
Will I be stuck holding onto the past?
(I need to know.)
Will I ever let go? Will I die all alone?
(Pythia)
Tell me my future, I need to know
(Pythia)