Some Things Man Was Not Meant to Know by The Darkest of the Hillside Thickets Lyrics

Don't talk to strangers
Don't swim alone
Don't take the dicey shortcut
Don't turn the stone
Don't tell a secret
Don't fall behind
Don't let the Great Race of Yith
Supplant your mind

Don't wrack your memory
Don't blaze the trail
Don't pine for primeval jungles
Don't pierce the veil
Don't look for answers
Years down the road
Don't copy down the glyphs that
Your visions showed

Are these dreams a clutch of stifled memories?
Was there something in my mind?
Don't clean the mirror
Don't be surprised
When your reflection seems like
A pack of lies
Don't ask the inmates
What it's about
Don't cry in the library
When you find out

Are these dreams a clutch of stifled memories?
Was there something in my mind?

There are things they say man was not meant to know...
Is this shadow out of time?