No more identity, no more desire Now weak from dormancy, this heart’s lost its fire So my incentive died, so I’m demoralised Asleep behind waking eyes, fading into comatose
Falling through the astral plane, lost in purgatory Flailing wings of disdain, condemn me so I cannot fly Falling through the astral plane, never hear a scream There’s no waking time in this astral plane
I can’t hear you I can’t see you I can’t feel you I can’t break through I don’t know how I might fall down I sense rain clouds So I won’t try
No expectations, no way to defeat Past procrastination, now please conquer me It’s barely survival, this futility Leave me in the gutter beyond the will to compete
This lethargy is calling you to come in from the light Never thought to disappoint it Pay the price for worshipping these walls that shield you from outside Agoraphobia anointed
Blame my lamenting mind, blame my folly insides This body now atrophied in everlasting comatose