Can't tell how much is left
I feel a prison but the gates are more complex
I felt the impulse to set myself free
But the night is long and full of uncertainty
The night's indifferent to the violence of the meat
Buried by the sounds of a foreign life
Barely kept this long tongue untied
Only language I perceived
Was deceiving in my heart
Was deceiving in my heart
All dissolved space, I crave
All that's ignored, distressed
All they underestimate, I'll take
I'm feeding from the lies of dead
But in this clustered place
Senses keen on imaginary taste
Ochre mysteries rely on closing day
When my own freedom never knows the end
I don't recognize this gates
But they keep reminding me today
Of this futile bash to fully escape
Through insighting and despair
Through insighting and despair
All dissolved space, I crave
All that's ignored, distressed
All they underestimate, I'll take
I'm feeding from the lies of dead
All dissolved space, I crave
All that's ignored, distressed
All they underestimate, I'll take
I'm feeding from the lies of dead