They find a way Blind at heart Forcing a vision of void Constructing fraud Synthetic souls They burn but they never burn out Absorb the defect Of concepts produced By obsurd visions of triumph I need escape Into a segment That fuels a level beyond this
Find a way in emptiness Reflect Illusions of a sunrise Absorb Vacuum in their hearts In this phase We find ourselves alone They find a way But blind at heart Enforcing a vision of void Constructing fraud Synthetic souls They burn but they never burn out