Spiritual Sickness Spreads in me
Plan out the future
Until you know
what there will be
Until you know whats there will be

When the Dust
When the Dust Settles
You've become free
Free

The fire inside feels like it's about to burst
Everything seems too much,Idon't feel at home
I feel so goddamn empty,everyday is eating a piece away
Until there is no more left of me

Until there is no more
Elongated sporadic Bursts
Until there is no more left of me leaving my body cold

Calculating a new apocalypse
Thread the result to create your world
No one hears the voice of sanity in
In this maelstrom

When The Dust
When the Dust seettles
You've Become Free

My dreams are all what I will ever have
Plan out the future until you know what there will be
Until you know what there will be

When The Dust
When The Dust settles
you've become

When The Dust
When The Dust settles
You've Become free
Freeeeeee