Fall into the flood of your awakening   Drown. You're just a trace of what I used to be      Waging the battle for the appreciation you'll never win   Behold the army that will harken with open souls   A tiny voice of pester softer than a drop of a pin   And so naive thinking you were   The source you told   I was composing the beginning before you had begun   Where did you sharpen such a tongue   For the sound you spill   I want the honor for the favor that I've already won   Without the ignorant deduction   That you reveal      Give me the pain of something real   No empty notion, I want to see the pressure rising   Give in a way that I can feel   When you disagree with me I want to see your eyes burn      Fall into the flood of your awakening   Drown. You're just a trace of what I used to be      You wrote the words you couldn't   Stomach manifesting with breath   I read the thoughts you never   Questions would show me your face   If confrontation were to wake and   Rear it's ugly head   I get the feeling you'd be wanting it all erased   This simple gossip is your only definition of life   And what a vacant purpose taking it to your grave   There is no threat of loss in   Hearing the slant you cry   Oh what a fool to think you fell   On the mass you crave      Fall into the flood of your awakening   Drown. You're just a trace of what I used to be      Awaken from the delusion of validity   Awaken into the truth of how it used to be   Wake up      Fall into the flood of your awakening   Drown. You're just a trace of what I used to be      Awaken