(A breathing machinery), injecting liquid madness   (into my veins)   In a torturing pain   Damaging my mechanics with synthetic,   corroding rains      In chambers of future science, my liquid crystal eyes   Recall an old man, describing me something called dawn   Acid substances from lab keep working on my brain   To realize that the Earth forgot what the Sun was      My son forgive me, forgive me now   And take my sorrow to what once were skies   The scent of sadness through falling rain   I can't run from the graves, ghosts of our past