Fall into the flood of your awakening

Drown. You're a trace of what I used to be



Waging the battle for the appreciation you'll never win

Behold the army that will harken with open souls

A tiny voice of pester softer than a drop of a pin

And so naive thinking you were

The source you told

I was composing the beginning before you had begun

Where did you sharpen such a tongue

For the sound you spill

I want the honor for the favor that I've already won

Without the ignorant deduction

That you reveal



Give me the pain of something real

No empty notion, I want to see the pressure rising

Give in a way that I can feel

When you disagree with me I want to see your eyes burn



Fall into the flood of your awakening

Drown. You're a trace of what I used to be



You wrote the words you couldn't

Stomach manifesting with breath

I read the thoughts you never

Questions would show me your face

If confrontation were to wake and

Rear it's ugly head

I get the feeling you'd be wanting it all erased

This simple gossip is your only definition of life

And what a vacant purpose taking it to your grave

There is no threat of loss in

Hearing the slant you cry

Oh what a fool to think you fell

On the mass you crave



Fall into the flood of your awakening

Drown. You're a trace of what I used to be



Awaken from the delusion of validity

Awaken into the truth of how it used to be

Wake up



Fall into the flood of your awakening

Drown. You're a trace of what I used to be



Awaken