| Convalescent livid we succumb | |
| Stagnation now complete | |
| This is the new plague called | |
| Unconsciousness | |
| We're 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 we're 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 I'm in the now the vain reality | |
| So it seems we're 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 | |
| We're 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 |