As I'm here; laying, thinking.
Some sorrow starts it's sinking...

Connect dot-to-dot: make a line.
From the beginning, to the end of time...

Something in the sky catches my eye.
A glimmering hope passes me by...

Time passes by.
Another depressed sigh...

Fanfare of bugle taps;
These psalms shake my soul...

Reality has never felt so fake.
The warping and bending makes my mind ache...

Feel the anger bubble up inside;
Feel your blood run thin...

Emptiness, in this world of forgotten bliss.
Faithlessness, from an unanswered wish...

Can you take a hint?
Can you grasp a clue...

Are you that worm at the bottom of the bottle?
Can't swim out of your drunken bliss...

Parting into two.
What else am I to do...

Ripped open; torn by a dream.
Can't see, what they've always seen...