Ceiling swings over nonexistent
Skin becomes inflamed
Shortcut narrows a distance stays
Absence from this meaning
Seems to suck out the liquid thoughts
Rain irrigates the words
Hollow ground my escape and safe
Must be disagreeable
How low they could flow?
One deeper level on an unspoiled hole
Face behind the attack
Of isolated, selfish and me
Looking still into sentenced mind
Does it know how to care?
Guest of honor has a slave's disgrace
Captivity of fame
Tears fall from their eyes
Ordinary things are superficial fakes
Celebrating above my talent
Was it good enough to be my tale?
Stains of my grave still remain
I'm the one in this room
Sinking breath totally gone low
Disconnected dawn
Pretending they were insane with dreams
Only lies were in time
How low they could flow?
One deeper level on an unspoiled hole
Face behind the attack
Of isolated, selfish and me
Stains of my grave still remain
I'm the one in this room
To give my approval of indifference
I gave you something real
Stains of my grave still remain
I'm the one in this room
To give my approval of indifference
I gave you something real
Stains of my grave still remain
I'm the one in this room
Stains in this room
I gave you something real
In this room
I gave you something real