If someone wants to know you It means like knife knows excoriated flesh If someone wants to hold you Let’s make it clear – it’s all about control Am I right? How can you be so sure?
All your conclusions Keep the tower strong Made of delusions Around your fragile skull You never believe those who’re breaking the walls You’ll never forgive them stentorian pulse they have It’s louder than your rants!
BRAKEDOWN: Your coma vigil has interrupted But still your eyes too scared to open Mucous fear exudes from your bedsores And you won’t even budge! Never!
Can you even understand it? Don’t you really want to know what you are?
You said you know what you see But your eyes can’t see anything but light Reflected from the past If even it exists not only in your mind
You never know for sure, no
CODA : All seems so familiar but it’s only inkblots on your blank eye-bandage, you wear it from birth It feels like reality but then you wake up. And which is your real self? Do you think you can tell?
We roam in the emptiness, each in his one-man cell We can be some smithereens of a sleeping child dream
We roam in the emptiness, each in his one-man cell We can be some smithereens of a sleeping child dream