Music : Fredrik Thodendal / Lyrics : Tomas Haake)
Convalescent livid we succumb
Stagnation now complete
This is the new plague called
Unconsciousness
Wešre selfcaged in defeat
Clotted minds coagulate we are trapped
Inside the tears we obey resignate to our
Self-inflected fears
Voices calm will be never heard
In this mode who will change
Bantised in our minds so absurd
Is this the world sublime
Into pools of paranoia wešre fading with
Reality drained by lies we are al inhuman
Introspective vanishing
Sterile thoughts now upraised in subhuman
Majesty bodies numb still enchained
Where am I in hell of our dreams
Wrong wrong Išm in the now the vain reality
So it seems wešre dying yet content
Worship our chrysalis stage since when are
Lies devine
Since when
This is now degrade indulge
This is us servile obliging
Swallowed by our hunger for mendacity
As this dance whirls deeper into hate
Wešre vanishing
In down deep cold where am I caught cage
Trapped not in dreams now time has killed
Our eyes fall fade gone dead away
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