Nothing feels right anymore,
everything's lost in translation.
Floating under water trying to breathe,
coming up short to reach the surface.
Falling away closing my eyes,
preparing myself for the inevitable.
Death is coming this I know,
life, love, presence, all is lost.
Everything's gone sinking to the depths,
eclipses of knowledge, sight, and sound.
Hearing music twinkling stars,
remedy's of sickness rising above.
Intoxication pulling over,
chokehold's finally loosening up.
Rising up against their will,
falling, falling, falling still.
Zombies moving all around,
nations shooting through the ground.
Deafly blind to everyone,
landing masters paining life,
moving on through digital swing.
Falling away closing my eyes,
preparing myself for the inevitable.
Nothing feels right anymore,
everything's lost in translation.
