| Space and time all fall behind | |
| Strange machines to soothe my mind | |
| Resting this sensory sleep keeps me confined | |
| Recalling a memory undefined | |
| Repressive sedative restraint | |
| The image of myself erased | |
| Distant voices redicate | |
| Colored screenshots will sedate | |
| Following | |
| Into this spiral descent, it is pulling me in | |
| Salvation | |
| Lies on the other side |