Laplace's Demon

Visions indistinct of a simpler time
The Saint dotes upon a life he once lived
Dancing in the mist, an ambition fulfilled
A dark calculus born of a restless soul

An Atlas of our hearts and minds
A chaos of our own design
Woah, woah

I see the future before it begins
See determinate time
Every step yet to take laid before
The immaculate eye

Visions I push away of a more colorful place
Of a town I refuse to believe can haunt me here
Every breath another thread forming the tapestries of fate
I guide the needle with hands rough from clawing at the dirt

An Atlas built to take control
To cleanse the world of wayward souls

See the effects of what's been, and the cause of what's yet to come
Why leave the future to chance when the answer is right in front of us?

See how we've lifted ourselves to the Heavens away from the hell below
So why can I not shake this feeling it's following me, woah

I see the future before it begins
Before it begins, I will be there, woah
See determinate time as the world turns, as the world turns
And it turns, and it turns, and it turns as we try to hold on
Every step we take could be the last
Woah
The eye, the eye, the eye, the eye, the eye
The eye

I'm just a man, a man with a scar
Carried over from an era before
So I'll be a Saint, a healer for all
A Vergil to guide them through all that they know

I will see
Demon eye