Built from the realm of wicked minds
Pouring the essence of existence
The helm of an eye that is so blind
A birth with light to this reality

Swallow your pride just to see what remains
Dry out high tides once again, again

Pain a means by which were sentient
And love's so pure in its desire
Control a vessel where you decide
To thank in the name of spirituality

Swallow your pride just to see what remains, remains
Dry out high tides once again, again

Swallow your pride just to see what remains, remains
Dry out high tides once again, again
Follow your heart just to live through the game
And feel what remains (in front of your eyes)
Ride out these lies