we awoke in the cold, hungry and alone
lust for sedation had poisoned our souls
subjugated by freedom, emotion and gold
this feigned empathy will end us all
the fruit was ripe but clouded our minds
and left us jaded, distanced and hollow inside
we awoke in the cold, hungry and alone
lust for sedation had poisoned our souls
all these echoes quell our insecurities
atemporal and directionless
ephemeral and valueless
I awake in the cold, sated but alone
this anodynic state is the poison in my soul
all these echoes sound the same as mine
vitriol laces my vacant smile
subjugated by freedom, emotion and gold
this feigned empathy will end us all
all these echoes subdue my unrest
atemporal and directionless
all these echoes subdue my unrest
nothing is real anymore