The anatomy of time (babel)

Certain was the fear trembling in your father's chest
Encountering the ancients in a graveyard for those who never rest
Even the wind lay still as time revealed the fools we are
Quiet monoliths appear, suspended in the air
Solemn in their countenance, impervious to fear
Marveling at the symmetry that binds and brings us here
Separating threads of space, distinctions disappear

Take all of your answers, throw them in the flames
I'll keep the questions, I'll take the rain
Defend all your doctrines, those lies you had sworn
I'll wander through the night, I'll sleep in the storm

I'll follow you to the end
I'll weather the world, I'll sleep in the storm
I'll follow you to the end where time has no beginning

I pulled the past apart, futures unraveled with its plans
To my chagrin, the answers felt hollow in my hands
Adorned with memories that form the tapestry of life
Collective accounts of consciousness from virtue to vice
Where are you now? My voice echoed in that canyon
I turned to find you lynched, choking with abandon
The scope of time, at first profuse now twisted to the shape of a noose
We wanted to see forever, but instead, we saw the truth
Species of the nightmare, people of the dream
Language is your prison but also the key
Confront the heart of fear
Behold the shape of destiny

Spinning in the circles, waltz with the sun
There's no time, many turn to one

Take all of your answers, throw them in the flames
I'll keep the questions, I'll take the rain
Defend all your doctrines, those lies you had sworn
I'll wander through the night, I'll sleep in the storm

I'll follow you to the end
I'll weather the world
I'll sleep in the storm
I'll follow you to the end
Where time has no beginning

Blinded by the shadow of what we've seen
Empty in our depths of understanding
Burdened with the weight of paradox
I fear we have been sentenced to be free