Spiritual sickness spreads in me 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 free
The fire inside feels like it's about to burst Everything seems to much, I don't feel at home I feel so goddamn empty, everey day is eating a piece away Until there is no more left of me
Until there is no more left of me 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 this Maelstrom (in this Maelstrom)
(When the dust) When the dust settles 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