IV. Intervals (Root) Our deadly sins feel his mortal wrath Remove all obstacles from our path (Second) Asking questions Search for clues The answer's been right in front of you (Third) We try to break through Long to connect Fall on deaf ears With failed muted breath (Fourth) Loyalty, trust, faith and desire Carries love through each darkest fire (Fifth) Tortured insanity A smothering hell Try to escape but to no avail (Sixth) The calls of admirers Who claim they adore Drain all your lifeblood While begging for more (Seventh) Innocent victims for merciless crimes Fall prey to some madman's impulsive designs (Octave) Step after step We try controlling our fate When we finally start living It's become to late Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium Trapped inside this Octavarium V. Razor's Edge (John Petrucci) We move in circles Balanced all the while On a gleaming razor's edge A perfect sphere Colliding with our fate This story ends where it began