Zenith by Messier 16 Lyrics
At the core of any decision
Lies a permeating ambition
To change and improve
One's ever-evolving integrity
To clasp the sombre
And to reach for the unknown
Will eventually lead forward
And keep your heels firm on the ground
In a disheartened state
Or at the brink of depression
Resolve is not easily found
There's a blank plane
That flushes out, in a burning motion
The will to choose
Point the very edge of your cornea
At thе zenith of your mind
And stare into the nuclеus
Stretch your arms up
And free your lungs and heart
From the clamping limbs
Imagine boring into the husk
Of the trepid mould of desolation
The heart of your gloom lies here
The crux of your anguish
With a stretch and a million crunches
Slowly eradicate the woes and griefs
Through persistence and grit
The heart of your gloom lies here
The crux of your anguish
With a stretch and a million crunches
Slowly eradicate the woes and griefs
Through persistence and grit
At the core of any decision
Lies a permeating ambition
To change and improve
One's ever-evolving integrity
To clasp the sombre
And to reach for the unknown
Will eventually lead forward
And keep your heels firm on the ground
It might not be all for nothing
Deeds undone glare at self-pity
Charred in the back of your mind
Burns the heat of your toil
The heat of your toil
Will incinerate your fear
And frame the Zenith
As the incomplete and dismal past self
The heat of your toil
Will incinerate your fear
And frame the Zenith
As the incomplete and dismal past self
Lies a permeating ambition
To change and improve
One's ever-evolving integrity
To clasp the sombre
And to reach for the unknown
Will eventually lead forward
And keep your heels firm on the ground
In a disheartened state
Or at the brink of depression
Resolve is not easily found
There's a blank plane
That flushes out, in a burning motion
The will to choose
Point the very edge of your cornea
At thе zenith of your mind
And stare into the nuclеus
Stretch your arms up
And free your lungs and heart
From the clamping limbs
Imagine boring into the husk
Of the trepid mould of desolation
The heart of your gloom lies here
The crux of your anguish
With a stretch and a million crunches
Slowly eradicate the woes and griefs
Through persistence and grit
The heart of your gloom lies here
The crux of your anguish
With a stretch and a million crunches
Slowly eradicate the woes and griefs
Through persistence and grit
At the core of any decision
Lies a permeating ambition
To change and improve
One's ever-evolving integrity
To clasp the sombre
And to reach for the unknown
Will eventually lead forward
And keep your heels firm on the ground
It might not be all for nothing
Deeds undone glare at self-pity
Charred in the back of your mind
Burns the heat of your toil
The heat of your toil
Will incinerate your fear
And frame the Zenith
As the incomplete and dismal past self
The heat of your toil
Will incinerate your fear
And frame the Zenith
As the incomplete and dismal past self