Against the Inspiration - Apnea Lyrics

You will find yourself
Lying in the temple of ignorance
Concerned about what you've never been
I'm the consequence of unconsciousness

A weeping disaster
Came to death from a figured life
And reminded me that redemption was
Right in the palm of my hand

So you pushed me to the edge of slavery
Until agony became my own worst enemy
Gasping for air

And I'll feel the oxygen crawling around my lungs
Cry out one more time, and I'll take what is mine

We are afraid of silence
Inside and I can only see overexposed films of consciousness

(I cannot kill something, that is not even there)

A white room, a senseless massacre
Sweet, enough to believe that being drowning is the safe way
To keep my breath alive

These roots are not strong enough
I owe you nothing
You won't take comfort here
I owe you nothing
Take everything
I owe you nothing
Because having nothing, has never meant
You'll fade away
So much to me