| Song | Cloud Constructor |
| Artist | Spiral Architect |
| Album | A Sceptic's Universe |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Life as it seemed to the circling man | |
| As he gazed into discarded land | |
| Was a ride on a carousel of faith | |
| Then he flew away | |
| He travelled far through his worn out mind | |
| Through sorrow and pai, what had he gained? | |
| Still his dreams they could never take away | |
| So he flew into the sun again | |
| Emptiness struck as he realized | |
| There's no answer to "who am I? what am I?" | |
| He then saw why men must construct for themselves | |
| A cloud of | |
| Unknowing |