| This is my unanswered call of consciousness
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| Drifting across shallow dreams
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| No time to wake up! | 
| No time to wake up!
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| In this rush of insignificance
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| Hasty attempts to make contact
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| Leaving only traces of scorn
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| No way out! | 
| No compromise!
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| Destination: outcast
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| Danger crawls in shattered glass
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| Starting to embrace the algid fluid
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| (To) absorb the cold center of time
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| The final frame, the final frame
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| Go! | 
| Catch my hands — and run
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| Through my fingers!
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| Weeping tears of cold ash
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| Bursting feverishly at (the) horizon
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| Statues of grief standing on the sidelines
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| The fathomless abyss stares into me
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| Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
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| Replace my pure existence
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| With sonic speed, with sonic speed
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| Coenaesthesia into the nowhere
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| I still remember … fragmentary …
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| I still remember … disintegrating …
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| I still remember … an overcast sky
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| Starting to embrace the algid fluid
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| (To) absorb the cold center of time
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| The final frame, the final frame
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| Go! | 
| Catch my hands — and run
 | 
| Through my fingers!
 | 
| Weeping tears of cold ash
 | 
| Bursting feverishly at the horizon
 | 
| Statues of grief standing on the sidelines
 | 
| The fathomless abyss stares into me
 | 
| Faded coloured memories, oh faded coloured memories
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| Replace my pure existence
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| With sonic speed, with sonic speed
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| Coenaesthesia into the nowhere …
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| Blurred colours moan faintly in silence
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| Drawn from places, which once were shelter
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| Trying to catch a small part of what was lost forever
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| … lost forever |