| My hollow eyes, behold the wall | |
| My state, catatonic | |
| My inner self plagued by disdain | |
| By disdain... | |
| I am so new, so disharmonic | |
| Blinded by a higher level of insight | |
| I am evolved, so disharmonic | |
| Muted by enlightenment of thought | |
| - i am glorious, - you're a sheep among the herd | |
| - i am righteous, - guided by an unseen hand | |
| - i see clearly, - you're a sheep among the herd | |
| - i am glorious, - you're a sheep among the herd | |
| A dark liquid of repulsiveness pulses through my body | |
| I let my veins surface but what drains me is red | |
| A wanderers star | |
| I long for the shelter, where i once was | |
| Wish to be the blind sheep, herded by the unseen hand |