Celestial buried mind resting
Resting without peace still

Don't know where I drowned

Cornered and defeated

Yes, there's a thought forming
Patterns in the currents
Mud-dwellers at the star-floor


Nourishment for the mind seeps
Harvest through suffering

Absorbed in desperation

Assimilated logic

Drawn towards the ladders
Elucidated, burned, afraid
Instinctive destruction sparked

Elucidated, burned, afraid
Knowing only my own dissent
Elucidated, burned, afraid

Static is the common language
Elucidated, burned, afraid


Celestial buried mind resting
Resting without peace still


Assimilated logic
Drawn towards the ladders
Elucidated, burned, afraid

Instinctive destruction sparked
Elucidated, burned, afraid
Knowing only my own dissent

Elucidated, burned, afraid
Static is the common language
Elucidated, burned, afraid


Motion remains our mothertongue
Failure might not be what it seems

All is broken for a reason
Familiar blood drawn for painting
Willing another perspective

Flashing scenes seeing children above

Knowing there will be another life

Sacrificing
Sacrificing remnants of the past
Walking all on my own forever

The illusion no longer needed

It is spoken without words of doubt

Now we move the stars above, below

And dwell beneath the layers of dirt

My runic patterns in the current

My runic patterns in the current


Motion remains our mothertongue
Failure might not be what it seems

All is broken for a reason
Familiar blood drawn for painting
Willing another perspective

Flashing scenes seeing children above