And the truth is a completely foreign concept to us The youth that are the backbone of the nation All these lies keep cover over our eyes The light is too dim, we need to be saved We've been searching: cutting, drinking, fucking, fighting Violence, drugs, anger, melancholy Sorrow hits us, we need to let go We need to save our own souls We need to hear real music, a real saving power An escape from all that we have known of greatness In this world, we're so disconnected Nobody has control We've been waiting

Each day is a door unopened, my life for a tragedy All parts that are left unbroken are thrown out into the sea The waves that keep crashing over corpses that deny they're dead Each scream like a four leaf clover keeps slipping out of my head Cant sleep, can't eat, can't move, I'm petrified Can't live, can't love, can't feel the lighter side Don't know, don't care, don't want to need again I'm tied, bound tight, sinking and suffering Each cloud as it passes up high over my back, blue and cold Whispers to the sun in the sky "Below seems an endless hold" As the pieces keep on falling, and the light leaves the sullen deep No voice of my lover calling "Is this death or is this sleep?" Cant sleep, can't eat, can't move, I'm petrified Can't live, can't love, can't feel the lighter side Don't know, don't care, don't want to need again I'm tied, bound tight, sinking and suffering "Is this death or is this sleep?"

Look into the machine, nerves into it's circuitry As the full of Chaos flows, as the eyes unholy glow Glow is the regulation of stimuli, glow is preemptive to suicide Glow: soul to binary form, glow: that to which a thought conforms This mortal coil in shuffle mode, polarized directives of a dead diode Complete deletion into afterglow, eyes flash from black and back to static snow This mortal coil cools but still burns red, electric channeling of the dead Cyclic flowers now in full fledged bloom, no life is lived that light won't consume Manipulate the web design, network eyes Prince of lies As the spider comes to devour, no place or time when now's the hour! Glow is the neurons of information, glow is the union of a nation Glow: soul to binary form, glow: that to which a thought conforms This mortal coil in shuffle mode, polarized directives of a dead diode Complete deletion into afterglow, eyes flash from black and back to static snow This mortal coil cools but still burns red, electric channeling of the dead Cyclic flowers now in full fledged bloom, no life is lived that light won't consume Don't think it's made of anything, don't think this is the information age Your own creations own you, your own hands destroy you This mortal coil in shuffle mode, polarized directives of a dead diode Complete deletion into afterglow, eyes flash from black and back to static snow This mortal coil cools but still burns red, electric channeling of the dead Cyclic flowers now in full fledged bloom, no life is lived that light won't consume Before you know, you start to glow And there you go,you know that you're doin' it right This mortal coil cools but still burns red, electric channeling of the dead Cyclic flowers now in full fledged bloom, no life is lived that light won't consume No!

Called down deep where men don't belong Lulled to sleep by her soft, balletic song Cold, hard drum repeats beating as we've drowned Blue, this grave will save us on the third time round Into the Maelstrom Hear the female strum Beyond the pale hum Despite where we come from, we will become numb Biding her time and biting her tongue Tooth, talon, mother and a thousand young Sharpened harps with strings that when strummed kill kings Huntress of the deep, hungry she still sings Into the Maelstrom Hear the female strum Beyond the pale hum Despite where we come from, we will become numb

It's gonna take something that you don't hear everyday To make these mother fuckers feel exactly what I say You fuckers focus on the price and then you walk away You push a button in and out comes something either way Searching for deeper meaning you rhyme with philosophy And as we turn it all around for just the world to see We burn the church of broken ground committing blasphemy Vampire sleeper leaning, learning to dream after me Picked out, picked up, put off and then picked up again Realized and manifested from deep within Listening without hearing or understanding Is like imploding without expanding Circus of psychomantically repressed depression Buttons pushing themselves to hypergrade aggression Giving without taking and gaining everything Is the result of living without anything Byte! Byte! We give a future to the few and to the passed And in the end we find a way to make it last We're only doing what the faith in you has asked The lord is now upon you even though he's masked The goat upon the altar clearly things have changed Thy throat must never falter with a brain deranged My tongue forever altered never within range Each endeavor, endlessly exalted, this life is strange Picked out, picked up, put off and then picked up again Realized and manifested from deep within Listening without hearing or understanding Is like imploding without expanding Circus of psychomantically repressed depression Buttons pushing themselves to hypergrade aggression Giving without taking and gaining everything Is the result of living without anything Byte! Byte! Looking for poison finds you poisoned No science to pain like there is for love Grieving has you looking better than ever before Death and sex and life betwixt the light each kilobyte restore Byte! Byte! Byte! Byte! Gift of darkness free for the world to see Given unto thee sacrificially Debt to quest undone, am the fathers son Unrepentant boy, knowledge will employ Search for signs of late, unexpected fate Twisted through the thorn, blood on brow, forlorn Shifting from the sphere, drifting, disappear Living without fear, living in the here and now Picked out, picked up, put off and then picked up again Realized and manifested from deep within Listening without hearing or understanding Is like imploding without expanding Circus of psychomantically repressed depression Buttons pushing themselves to hypergrade aggression Giving without taking and gaining everything Is the result of living without anything Giving without taking and gaining everything But with a grain of salt, explaining everything Circus of psychomantically repressed depression Buttons pushing themselves to hypergrade aggression Giving without taking and gaining everything Is the result of living without anything Giving without taking and gaining everything But with a grain of salt, explaining everything Byte! Byte! Byte!

I’m finally engulfed, and floating down As petals from dead blossoms on the winds A slow, lethargic journey through the ink To land, submerged in silent, endless dark As cantos come and go in Dante’s Hell The layers of my grave begin to show As I stare up and, through my sad descent Watch colors lose their form, and start to dim The sparks transform to ash, and fall with me Exploding forth from distant memory Of lovers lost, of promise unfulfilled Of treading listlessly into the void Of summers spent alone beside the sea As happy people kiss and smile wide Of winter woods, and footprints in the snow But only matched to mine, no tracks beside My chest begins to spasm and go weak As any trace of air begins to leave I turn my head, to see what waits for me And suddenly, through my periphey No! This is not the fate designed for me No! This is not the fate designed for me I thought I knew the void, the dark, the cold! But never have I seen a black like this Such nothingness, such stark finality I start to wonder, what else could there be? I look back up, the sun, its begs, it pleads It’s small, and distant as it’s ever been Its rays, like desperate fingers, losing grip A pocket flashlight shone into a well With fading strength, I jerk my head upright My arms fan out, I move them frantically I kick my legs, and rocket through the murk Toward newer, better, future memories Extremities get heavier and seize But my resolve refuses to recede I fight against the urge to open wide And swallow in a breath that isn’t there The light is getting closer, steadily! And yet, my eyes can just barely perceive Colors show again, though faintly seen My hope still drives me, while my body strains My lungs convulse, I breathe in, and despair I’m almost to the surface, come to me! This life is mine, I will not falter now! With one more burst of strength, I reach for light My consciousness is lost, I float in warmth But one more thought persistently resounds… “If ever I awake, and get to shore, I’ll spend my life forgetting how to drown”