| One | |
| Nothing | |
| Binary | |
| Never-ending | |
| Inconceivable | |
| Celestial buried mind | |
| Resting without peace; still | |
| Don't know where I drowned | |
| Cornered and defeated | |
| Yet, 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 | |
| (Elucidated, burned, afraid) | |
| Assimilated logic | |
| Drawn towards the ladders | |
| Instinctive destruction sparked | |
| Knowing only my own dissent | |
| Static is the common language | |
| Celestial buried mind | |
| Resting without peace; still | |
| (Elucidated, burned, afraid) | |
| Assimilated logic | |
| Drawn towards the ladders | |
| Instinctive destruction sparked | |
| Knowing only my own dissent | |
| Static is the common language | |
| Motion remains our mother tongue | |
| 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 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 currents | |
| My runic patterns in the currents | |
| Motion remains our mother tongue | |
| 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 |
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