Have you ever felt the cold? The great nothing, the fear of sleep? What comes upon the absent? Ever vexed by these greater futilities? An uncertain future Fast broken if fortunate
When I wake, will there be What feels like centuries ago? I learned the limits of our confines A damning sentence The looming question Death complex normalized Each day more paths converge A meeting with the water We kindle a light for the little death We blind ourselves and wake from beyond
Fear not the drink Heed the call of the lake The only true horror I've known Taken by the dreaming darkness A void of torment, a faceless death
Plagued by visions of what can never be Falling deeper out of control Paralyzed, wiped from existence
Gaping bridge, noxious void Oblivion unbridled Conceptual annihilation Perilous depths in the mind of the sleeper
Endless repetitions in time Incessant obsessions I have died a thousand times Yet to find my way There are days that I forget A numbing peace without turmoil But the moments are fleetingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
