A dream of faces never seen before Was that all real or was it fiction Drowning in the cold of my mind Am I awake, or am I dead?
Pleading with myself to end it all Reality's grasp is intangible A saturating feeling, like to be born Immersed in the womb of my skull
Beams of blinding light streak through my head Remantling sensations through my brain Vision returning, agony burning Begging for the last of my rebirth
An eternity ends and now I'm free Placate the torture that led me to believe In a synaptic nightmare That was once thrust upon me
Gaze up, I see my assailant's splendorous, incorporeal form Shimmer with broken geometry A non-euclidean grin Confined for thoughts of rebellion That was my sin Coerced through submersionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
