life act 2, deep within the recesses of hell
sniff out light, purity, a composition of sanity
collage of a higher meaning, this ironic tragedy
these truths you gave us, have made us this ******..
this tough, emotionally rough, these scars..
If i could count the spaces to higher dimension, take a place
among the stars, id trade existence of flesh
...transcend to a place of...

This illusion siphons the pain.. takes it all away..

wake from this nightmare and drink it to captivity
conceal this horrible reality, this facade..

this mortal parade, grade A insane
look to the future, grasp hold

kiss the sky and wake up
wake up from this lie