Stored in thought-filled walls
Held by flesh and form
Lost in endless halls
Furious the storm
Pursuing relief, instantly, release
Mentality astray
Time slipping away
Tethered to the hope of escape
Forlorn the passing days
Of which wind up the same
And statically remain so bored
Potent the degree
Of intensity
When we stimulate
Our sovereignty
Pursuing relief, instantly, release
Mentality astray
Time slipping away
Tethered to the hope of escape
Forlorn the passing days
Of which wind up the same
And statically remain So Bored
Denounce, Deny, Delay, Defy
So your will's spent
Put color where none is
Instrumental
This infernal curse
Abjectly dispersed
We are
Vacant
We are
Vacant