LYRIC

Deep into the blackest matter
Where no one can breathe
Where G-forces rip out your lungs
And your brain starts to freeze
Deprived of vital oxygen
Your mind starts to drift
Sinking into a sleep
Your pulse grows weak
Chorus:
This form we live in
Is a fragile creation
This euphoric sensation
Is liquid seperation
A flashing occurs
Right in front of your eyes
The final moment if truth comes time
Never Lies
A memory retaining a love you had for life
As cruel as it seems nothing ever seems to
Go right
Chorus
Deep penetration
A dying Sensation, In sight
Your blood stops to flow
And now your body lets go
Colder and colder your hands turn to ice
Casting a shadow
Your soul sees the light
Retrovision is so misgiven
Retrovision too late for decision
Chorus

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