Awake from a dream
To a sea of emptiness
So far we can see
Complete control can only hurt
If you want to believe
You have to pay up what it's worth
If you want to kill me
You have to make me human first
Breathe, arise
Inside we can feel
A programmed broken heart
So hollow we are
Insects with mechanical parts
If you want to believe
You have to pay to hide the hurt
If you want to bury me
You have to draw me down to this earth
Breathe
All our lives deceive
Breathe
Feed this atrophy
By Aiakos Barada Nikto
