Genre: Progressive Metal
Idea/Meaning: Being completely absobed into things that mean nothing, and disregarding that of importance.
I've been
Walking on this, alternate illusion
I've been
Summoned from chaos to do no good
You stay
Hopeful that something good is coming
You stay
Oblivious to everything around you
Come here, don't shed a tear
I'm just, waiting for something
Your blood is running
Holding my head, it's falling from this thread
Slipping into this alternate illusion
I'm just, waiting for something
You're weakness is cunning
I've been
Walking on this, alternate illusion
I've been
Summoned from chaos to do no good
You stay
Hopeful that something good is coming
You stay
Oblivious to everything around you
It's your, pain and agony that feeds my desire
Folding the bedsheets, stained from your blood
Here comes my vanquish, it's sweet and it's sour
I'll keep on fighting, 'til the end of my power
Fuck off, from your mouth comes the froth
You just, sit there waiting
While my conscious is fading
Keeping myself, from sinking beneath this shelf
Trying to hold my last piece of sanity
I'm just, tripping away from
The death-grip of this world