Ridges from T by Tactus

Fissured earth
Tremors of revelation
Cracking what I knew
Deserted mind
Canyon of realization
Fill this void with truth
Suddenly I'm of two minds
Am I a mirror or caught in between?
Between these segments I find that nothing's as it seems
Call out
Step across the great divide
Traverse the ridges of my mind
But what forms the other side?
In these walls what can I see?
Do I gaze into myself?
Is this another part of me?
Call out
Mimicked sound, not an echo
It moves . . . it moves with me
It moves with me
Calling out to my own reflection
Discovering that this mimicked sound
Is not an echo from my own lips
It moves, it moves, it moves with me
Call out
It moves with me, it moves with me
Fill this void with truth
Call out to my own reflection
It moves with me, cracking what I knew

• Metal
• Progressive Rock
• djent
• heavy metal
• progressive metal
• Fredericton