
Date of issue: 31.05.2011
Song language: English
Sanctuary |
A searing, thirsty, tattered wreck -- |
Staggering, through the abyss |
Respite from this suffering: |
A hope I once dismissed |
On a quest for preservation |
To escape my own negation |
I’ll employ a novel strategy |
And plunge into insanity |
Bubbles ripple overhead |
Temperature starts to cool |
The purest water fills my mouth |
In this divine pool |
We have an intellectual reach that |
No mere bodies can contain |
With a leap beyond ancestral bonds |
Only fragments will remain |
Mind now a part of the |
Experience machine; |
A sensory extension |
Beyond all previous comprehension |
Bubbles ripple overhead |
Temperature starts to cool |
The purest water fills my mouth |
In this divine pool |
I slip into insanity |
In time I’ll shed this skin |
A golden age is beckoning |
Once reborn, mind alive |
Embrace this future to survive |
The gentle pull of the tide |
Its sublime ebb and flow |
The soothing spray of stars |
Leads me where I must go |
Face down on a distant secluded shore |
Death only a memory |
Insanity: my sanctuary; |
Our sanctuary |
Through an ever-changing oceanic |
Flow of information |
I’ll free myself from the |
Confines of this fleshy prison |
Memory assimilation |
Thought-process integration |
Self-concept reformation |
Vestigial disintegration |
Bubbles ripple overhead |
Temperature starts to cool |
The purest water fills my mouth |
In this divine pool |
Technological unification |
Initiates this new awakening |