I hear all of their pleas
Screaming waves to me
I don't believe in you
And you don't want me to
I am a complex delirium
Hope is futile do not run
Fake reality sets up shop
Within our consciousness
I am death
I am eternity
Absent tranquility
From here I see the end
Looking over the edge
I am a complex delirium
Hope is futile do not run
Fake reality sets up shop
Within our consciousness
I am death
All will be finished
All will be quiet