IT'S 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


I'M 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
IT'S 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 