So Many Tommorrows Darkness peppers innocence in shady groves of doom The silk like strands of sanity depart their earthen looms Paradise a half grasped concept abandoned for the minute The bounds of human intellect warped beyond it s limit Creation cold and sterile stands locked in death s embrace Its children play the puppets in this everlasting race A toxic cloud of ignorance a symbol of our past Each coming generation is meant to be the last The Earth revolts sickened by the poison rain It s innards shift a mirror of it s pain Chunks of rock and ice a marker for its grave A lonely cosmic child that no one cared to save -ap visions of reality lit