Body twisted, colder stealth
Almost concealed by coma's breath
Suspicious still as strangers stare
Flustered faces everywhere
The sound of life machines fades slow
Monotony's drift, the final show
Another soul waits, undressed, alone
This room of last chance, bone to bone
Blood and fear regain their flow
Synchronization, whispers grow
Fate reschedules, final breath
Life reclaimed from the hands of death
Oblivion circulates within me
Barely alive, spirit bound
Tongue-tied, no strength to sound
Second tube steals the breath
Accidental passenger's dance with death
Moon eclipsed, the great divide
Missile fatigue, no place to hide
Body powerless, spirit withdrawn
Collage of flesh and psyche torn
No choice but to retreat inside
Manic thoughts where shadows hide
Loneliness smells like a dark flower bloom
Chemical doubt fills the room
Blood and fear regain their flow
Synchronization, whispers grow
Fate reschedules, final breath
Life reclaimed from the hands of death
Oblivion circulates within me
Faithful healers watch and wait
Organ fire, flames of fate
Malnutrition, darker systems play
Perfect lie in disarray
Accommodating the vacant mind
Subliminal madness intertwined
A new clarity, a ghost unseen
The visitor who has never been
Physical body, a hollow shell
Anthem of disorder, cellular hell
Spirit retreats, a fleeting spark
Lost in the void, swallowed by dark
Faith with her tendencies unsure
Final hour, rescheduled once more
Life becomes contemporary
Reclaimed persistence, momentary
Blood and fear regain their flow
Synchronization, whispers grow
Fate reschedules, final breath
Life reclaimed from the hands of death
Oblivion circulates within me
This truth, oblivion, circulates
No more choices, no more fates
The package remains, but the spirit's gone
Nothing more than dust at dawn
Nothing more, nothing more
Oblivion circulates within me
Oblivion circulates within me
Oblivion circulates within me
Oblivion circulates within me
Oblivion circulates within me
Oblivion circulates within me
Reclaimed persistence momentary
Fate reschedules final breath
Life reclaimed from the hands of death
No choice but to retreat inside
Manic thoughts where shadows hide
Loneliness smells like a dark flower bloom
Chemical doubt fills the room
Loneliness smells like a dark flower bloom
Chemical doubt fills the room