The tick tock of the old clock heats the steel in me.    It melts like ice and pours out on the floor,    Through my eyes   Yet I obtain the knowledge of a Thousand Worlds   The storm tore through the dorm floor on its way to war   War with the the last drops of my resolve    The room revolves, the ceiling crawls...      Its taking me over again   Anything is possible...      A Seraphim is approaching    Now you wish that you could even wonder   How this dark matter surrounds me like a god   I look up in wonder as   The angel comes to rescue me    From a god that rose to challenge me   Dropped upon a pyramid of old   I am told that this is the final plateau      Its taking me over again   Anything is possible and everything will happen   Its taking me over again   Anything is possible and everything will happen      ts taking me over again   Anything is possible and everything will happen   Its taking me over again   Anything is possible and everything will happen