Текст песни:

Drifting down and folding into oneself
Thoughts firing, racing, then end
Rhythmic pulsing perceived by one
Abrupt, silence, a silence like never before
Creation unfolds, chaotic at first but with a purpose
Parallels drawn from a world oceans apart
Separated merely by an intangible concept
Emotion blurs, snaps back and forth
Light pierces through
A savage monster resides inside, piercing eyes waiting for me
A familiarity only humans hide
Behind a veiled tapestry stitched together by perception
Drift, Silence, Nothing
We're only waiting to begin this fucking nighare
All consuming, a never ending nighare
Terra-forming the gray matter into something tangible
This never ending fucking nighare, exasperates the sentiments beneath my crumbling, waning, melting surface
It never ceases to end
A palpable revelation, glimpsed by a desperation of thoughts grazing the psyche
The only answer to the incomprehensible question is to fucking wake up
What does waking up truly mean?
What can it explain to our minds that are truly intolerant of things we will never come to comprehend
We will never understand
Wake up from this dream, open your eyes to reality
I see that this is not the end
Fucking open your eyes to see the monsters you've created deep within your subconsciousness
Wake up...