Inside our bodies pale reflections   Spectral shadows witness their contracts   Congealed by the conjunctions   We now see the distortion inside and beyond      Inscriptions of blood written by the sane   Creations, which embrace the insane   Life knows the truth of man's inheritance   But denial confirms betrayal as truth      Dispatched by the conjunction   Dispatched by the equal to man   Dispatched by the conjunction   Dispatched by the ghost of man      Enchained in a parallel between dimensions   Our immaterialized bodies floats in between   Entangled with faceless images from our past   Now we can feel our sorrow against our demise      I am one with the soulshade      [Lead: Persson]      [Lead: Holm]      Disrupted in life by the unknown - the equal to man   Disrupted in our dark silence - by the ghost of man      Obscurity is no longer dreams we cannot reach   We're the secondary images of a higher presence   A dislocation of the element in life itself   Which has disrupt our souls in their silent journey      Dispatched by the conjunction   Dispatched by the equal to man   Dispatched by the conjunction   Dispatched by the ghost of man      We cannot reach our dreams   We cannot reach our sanity   We're dispatched by insanity   Written by the sane      I am one with soulshade