The Prodigal Son Lyrics

"Vitals appear to be in good standing
Drop the inhibitors, wake him up
Open your eyes, boy, and tell me what you see..."

"I see...everything..."

"It appears things aren't going well at the ‘Gate.'
He'll be sent there
and let them see what he's made of..."

In the center of my eye, a swirling vortex, colored rightly so: a deception
Condemned to waste away in the blackest sea
No telegram would reach you, should it come from me

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe...

On the edge of Orion
Sweat in my eyes as ships battle on
In the great black ocean
Their massive hulls aglow with cesium!

This mind
Blooming with potential
Squandered
By your little impositions
You'd have me rot
But I think not...

So soft, so inert
You wanna see what I can do?
Watch closely, it'll all be over soon!

Does my light burn bright enough for you?

Tell me
This water pouring out from my eyes
Is it real? Is it pain?
Could you
Differentiate the tears from this downpour
And filter out the rain?

I have burned so bright
The flame must endure

In the golden halls
I seek my resolution
Only one can give
The gift I so deserve

"I'm surprised you didn't come here sooner."

"It's not an easy thing to meet your maker."