Constructed worlds appease your mind, a mirror of your life Don't you feel serenity? Erased and paralyzed Conceal the truth to hide yourself, obsolete, repressed Restore the path of lunacy, forward into hell Pictures, colors, forms and sounds floating through the numb The mass is bleeding in the dark, it's better to burn out Repeat tomorrow to proceed, incomplete, unseen I wonder of the joy I feel, a lie, a life, a dream My will becomes the hope you'll breathe, combine with me, remain Seal the sense to free your mind, in fact we are the same Restrain my impulse to forget, unwanted, no protection So burn out infected wounds, select the bitter end Your distant flame can't spend me light I know I'm left behind In frames of time we float adrift No reason to return