Behind the faces of the wasted, | will be unsure Beyond the trending desperation shall | ignore? The safe space, would refuge crumble in me So carry on and say whatever is in between The wicked are falling from the skies above the sea The fire is raging out burning whatever it touches in between The woke are chasing the real truth under siege The just awaits redemption from the eternal Visions from a mind broke like glass What has been done in this time may not even last Visions light the path to the unseen Forever walking through the maze To make it real to me Behind the curtains of the sanity, we can assure There is no answer to the questions of the world So the first principle that comes to mind might be To be in places beyond the truth and reality My sins are crumbled into the hell like quells The ice is freezing out frostbiting my skin like a breeze The fate of the chosen ones has been decided The conviction of the fallen has been broken down Visions from a mind broke like glass What has been done in this time may not even last Visions light the path to the unseen Forever walking through the maze To make it real to me Behind the faces of the wasted Beyond the trending desperation The wicked are falling from the skies above the sea The fire is raging out burning whatever it touches in between The woke are chasing the real truth under siege The just awaits redemption from the eternal Visions from a mind broke like glass What has been done in this time may not even last Visions light the path to the unseen Forever walking through the maze To make it real to me Make 'em real Real to me Make 'em real Real to me