Lyrics:

Waking the visions of our fallen paths
Of things we can't just forget
With wicked precision they're crafted like holograms
And we burn underneath the surface of our hearts in vain

We can't accept or believe all the things we don't fully understand

When we turn the lights out
We taste our burial ground
We turn the dark into a spark
We're free to see but kneel to feel alive

We are a lie
Alive
We are lie

Back in the region from all our aftermaths
From underworld
With sinking decisions created from the thoughts below

We can't accept or believe all the things we don't fully comprehend

We don't know