Spiritual Sickness Spreads in me Plan out the future Until you know what there will be Until you know whats there will be
When the Dust When the Dust Settles You've become free Free
The fire inside feels like it's about to burst Everything seems too much,Idon't feel at home I feel so goddamn empty,everyday is eating a piece away Until there is no more left of me
Until there is no more Elongated sporadic Bursts Until there is no more left of me leaving my body cold
Calculating a new apocalypse Thread the result to create your world No one hears the voice of sanity in In this maelstrom
When The Dust When the Dust seettles You've Become Free
My dreams are all what I will ever have Plan out the future until you know what there will be Until you know what there will be
When The Dust When The Dust settles you've become
When The Dust When The Dust settles You've Become free Freeeeeee