Monument (To Nothing) — Hallows Eve

This era, this music, this scene Our great monument to nothing This glory, this sweat, this play Makes no difference what we say

For every man stands a ghost For every ghost stands a star For every star stands a thought And these accumulate somewhere

If Gods is the personification Of the total of man's thought Then I must be the reflection Of all you have fought

This era, this music, this scene Our great monument to nothing This glory, this sweat, this play Is ours no matter what they say

Look into a place that you dare not look You'll find me starting back at you

A perfect reflection Your mirror Your representative I am you

Here we stand all as one Nothing said as we are done But no matter what we do We've together me, and you