Lyrics

What is the mind? A powerful machine Capable of tilling the soil of dark desires and fear? The homogeneity of experience What we learn, imprinted into the fabric of our minds And then death, to once again be whole with the universe? All born into this world With the perpetual fear of our expiration date Forgetting that there is no order, only in chaos And that perception is our only reality Which way? Fading Splinter Down