Vocals: Dean Bonsignore
Guitars: Austin Collins
Bass guitar: Steve Castana Jr.
Drums: Erik Samuelsen

Lyrics

Ball of flames with a size and weight unperceived
Endlessly contracting, until it was time to...breath
So immense the exhale it would remain the first and the last
And the breath of all creation, now stands, a mystery now masked

The begotten which nurtured now gets pushed away
The banshee that will grow to be beauty and scorn

The force increased, but the temperature reduced
On a course unpredicted, now apart, from the one that chose
Digesting the sites of a journey, only he recalls
Now the center of focus, as a timeless sense of awe

The begotten that nurtured, now gets pushed away
A banshee that will grow to be beauty and scorn

Entrapped by the pressure , denying repression escape
And rash the behavior that's bound to seal your fate

Show me my calling...
From nothing I came from and seems which I'll always remain
Show me my calling...
From nothing I came from and seems which I'll always remain
So long..
So long..
Until, until we meet again
So long...
So long...
Until...
Until we meet again.