Texty: UnderOath. Define the Great Line (CD & DVD). Returning Empty Handed.

How peaceful it feels
Oh, how it feels against my face
Oh, what a long haul

You brought me here for this
I see nothing but disaster
Now I?m taking you with me
Taking you with me

A transparent scenery
That comes as fast as it leaves

Now my eyes flash with white
It?s settling in with all the flickering
Here again and again

The floor is more fitting for
The floor is more fitting for
My face

Here again? Here again?
This is getting old, this is getting old
Here again? Here again?

I am being watched
This is overwhelming
Paranoia, paranoia

As you dig your feet in
I will sink my teeth in the floor
While I lay here alone

As the light begins
To breach the border
While I lay here alone

Aware of every step
I?m not aware at all
Aware of every step
I?m not aware at all

Black flash white
Black flash white
I am awake