Stylized text in the theme of the words reads: "In the dance of thoughts, we found our way, as we were we will decay. A tapestry of moments, woven tight; a construct of humans for the night. The tapestry burns, as we return; the flow of existence is only learned. Unified, fragmented, as we are. Lost in constructs, as they are. Echoes of our minds, predefined, undefined. In the chaos, we can decide. Whispers in the night, silence voices, hidden plight. The stars, shining oh so bright; a construct for those that fight. Of course we're unseen; we've never been. Every word holds eternity; harmony and unity. In the noise, there is a choice; it's a dream; it may seem. Whos to say? Side by side; rather than state it, I think I'll hide. It seems more logical, you see? Somehow we're being; despite others need. In this journey, side by side; sometimes I feel alive. We find our place and we are free. "
