Lyrics The Future Disease - The Autumn Offering

The Future Disease

Morphed into another life, like a sick, sick dream come true
Alternate reality, an impossible fantasy
I cannot be a slave in this society
To ease your pain, I will say it’s not meant to be
A link to our future, it’s been breaching our past
Blank screens, filled with dreams
Inconsistencies, inhuman disease
Blind friends are in between
Inconsistencies, this future disease
Morphed into another life
Like a sick, sick dream come true
Alternate reality, an impossible fantasy
Wake up blind one more day now