It washes me, my shelter slides away
No subtlety
Do you feel like your another?

It filters me, and the colour drains
Erasing me
Do you realise your another?

Here I am just like before, it's all the same to me
I feel so weighed down
Even if I could rise above, it's all the same

Do you feel like everybody else?
Nothing special, nothing sacred
Do you see how your just another?

Here I am like all before, your all the same to me
I feel so weighed down
Even if I could fly above, it's all the same

Descend to the fire,
descend to the choir,
descend to the mire

Dead seeds are sewn

Here I am just like before, it's all the same to me
I feel so weighed down
Even if I could rise above, it's all the same