Against the Inspiration - The Confluence Lyrics

Our existence
Doesn't depend on our knowledge
There's no place to be safe
To trust in what we are supposed to be
But in those things we are now becoming

A lost empiric reign
Emptiness through my veins
Bloody presuppositions
Illusions towards me
Trying to find
The thin line that separates me from
Another reality
Another reality

Ontological distortions
Embodied blame and blood
Constrictions of knowledge
Potentials of being nowhere

There's no a starting point

I found a slit that gave me a new light
A relentless framework of a new word
We are lost searching what's in between our perception
And the continuum of timelessness
In life travel we have no aim
No starting point
We are lost
But in the end
We'll find each other