Draft Life - Negative Voice

Through the thicket of mind

Through the black waters

Shift the perception focus

Drown in the internal lie

Do not look back

Burning down this coming

Behind the perishability

On the shortest way

On the strings of illusion

In the taut lines of our lives

Survival of the fittest

Dying with faith in words

Breaking the beautiful

In this crowded world

The body is insane

In the cell of desperation

The soul is flying away

Gathering all that is left

On the strings of illusion

In the taut lines of our lives