My grip is weakening, I've lost control of my life The reins are slipping and I don't know what is right This sense of purpose is proudly worn to wearing thin Maybe beyond this world, a new meaning hidden No way to see it The path of fate we travel down No way to read it Despite it written (in the clouds) Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign No way to travel back, recover broken pride What is the reasoning that wills us to survive? Blind faith and self-confidence are misleading the mind Real freedoms price is far too high to pay for now The silent gods forever only looking down No way to see it The path of fate we travel down No way to read it Despite it written (in the clouds) Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign No way to travel back, recover broken pride No way to hear it The raging battle in my head No way to need it The world will crumble down instead Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign An ego hurting in, an empty vessel hides Praying to the skies above waiting for a sign No way to travel back, recover broken pride