歌词
Tools to fix, weapons to kill
Grown inside rot me from within
Seeds so deep to my surprise
A shadow drawn to hypnotize
Fleeting fix to a bigger concern
To the past I look and yearn
With sullen eyes I grip at myself
It tries to decimate
Impulse with fear
These thoughts falls into relapse
My inner self upon it calls
When we tread within these narrow halls
Mind, it keeps us safe
Heart, a needing beating til it breaks
Soul, the impossible equation
Together, in need of stimulation
I thought I was above
Above equilibrium
Now knowing heals so worse
When you're suffocating inwards
I now bleed on the script
Thought I was above
Above equilibrium
It comes, it goes, but it never goes away
Always through my horrid dismay
Shapes, no form which has no name
A voiceless cry for those unnamed
Drink from my only sight
Draining into the parasite
Smash the doors which was once set
Striking fastest upon the weakest epithet
Landscapes once barren reshapen and widen
A ray of light upon antimatter surface
Death means nothing when I've regained purpose
Mind, it keeps us safe
Heart, a needing beating til it breaks
Soul, the impossible equation
Together in need of stimulation
I thought I was above
Above equilibrium
Now knowing heals so worse
When you're suffocating inwards
I now bleed on the script
I will not perish
Defeatist, never As above
So below
Out within
Under the skin
Asclepius
Wielding the rod of asclepius
On wings we fly so treacherous