From the recording Requiem for the Hyperreal
Lyrics
Gone without a trace
Reduced to our components
De-summed and stripped away
Drifting apart in entropy
Meaning dissipates
Paint daubed on a canvas
An alloy of our hopes and fears
Dissolving in the rain
Are you ready for what
We know not?
Will it be a heaven or hell
And will we still feel?
Or will we just rot
And see the
Curtain closing on our final will
Unbound beyond the veil
In the end it won't be us
Who sees the great disorder
Disembodied ghosts
Unstitched from what informs the real
An endless veldt of dust
Waiting for the rain to come
And create new life
To come and wash it all away
A weightless silence
That leaves us comatose
Until we drift too far
A breathless high
Made poison by the dose
You don’t come down; you fall
You don’t come down; you fall
You don’t come down; you fall