Analysis of A Billion Eyes

Silence pierces my mind,
a revolution abandoned in time,
we stand tall to find,
what has not been,
will be achieved by another dream,
Those that arise,
fall like tide, rhythmically
generations pass like
a stream, surge and subside,
my ego serves as a sword,
severing my connection
to the herd, yet individuality
is absurd, a billion eyes
stare up towards the same skies,
as we build a fabric of lies
manufacturing immortality
invites darkness inside - we only
awake again when
 the new revolutionaries arise.