| Broken bonds of self construction | |
| Poise of mind's final abstraction | |
| Leaves behind our consciousness | |
| It's path we follow | |
| To dispel our actions | |
| We unveil the shadows | |
| To release desire | |
| Healing wounds of mental matter | |
| We connect the fabriqued patterns | |
| Merged beneath the flesh that's thread | |
| It's a vital function | |
| To induce the mind-fold | |
| We indulge in suffer | |
| Capturing the downfall | |
| Tearing truth | |
| Breaking through | |
| Uncovering mystery | |
| Sowings reaped | |
| Delusive dreams | |
| Emerging seeds | |
| Our hollow deeds | |
| Feeling skin | |
| Releasing pain | |
| We escape to innocence | |
| Slow decay | |
| Invoked remains | |
| Patterned flesh in pyres lay | |
| Cease | |
| Uncover | |
| Bleed | |
| Discover | |
| Emptiness enters through space | |
| Piercing the essence of carnal nature | |
| Lateral visions of dreams moving farther | |
| Boundless endeavor awakens | |
| Dwell in the mire of death | |
| Demise and ignorance | |
| Leaving the fragments of dharmas | |
| We fade through dissonance | |
| Setting free through purity | |
| Relieving suffering | |
| Diffuse in depth of blissfulness | |
| To continue forward | |
| Feed the blind the fruits that we recover | |
| Reached unfolded path | |
| Time can only tell the path we follow | |
| In my eyes I see my life go by | |
| Search within thyself to discover truth | |
| Beauty is within thee | |
| The world's impermanent | |
| A mirage we'll see only if we escape the dream | |
| Gaze far beyond the bend | |
| That blinds and chains the sense captured in reality |