Music : Fredrik Thordendal / Lyrics : Tomas Haake)



It¹s time to go into the me below

My morbid self beneath

A peril trip the last way out

I spin as I let go

In spirals down the narrow lines

Passing through my aura

Spit me out into my mind

A journey through disease



I¹m behind my cynic eyes

That stare but can not see

The sickness in me ... beneath ...



I fall in untruthful me the essence of

My thoughts

Swirling in a thousand vows endless

Truthless



What am I this me beneath

A vain organic lie

That rules me from inside



Immobile now I bow before reality itself

It¹s substance moving through my eyes

My life is transferred once suffused upon

My mind the view erases burns inside

And then another fall



I plunge into a well of lies a cold

Perennial flow the vortex of my soul