Drowning to your deepest hell, all dragged by yourself.
What is not exposed by light proliferates in the dark.

And when everything is clearly dying,
Anna jacob finds this new garden.
Heavenly green as never seen.
Like a dream hidden under the heavy rain.
Passing by the door, she let her body in.
It couldn't be for real, she planned to amend.
Bargaining, trading fear for glow.
It's curious how Anna shouts.

So, Anna jacob entered this distorted haven.
Once so nearly free, she ended up choosing to flee,
And hidden on the deepest depth of her mind,
Peace was all she hoped to find.

There's a light that reflects, keeping the secret.
Telling that life is real, real is lie, life is lie.

I am what you sedate into silence,
Lurking on your most primitive side,
And I will show you the real truth.

There's a window behind every little thing,
Where this serene static is always floating.
Live eternally this unaware process of fading... fading.