The Patient by Tool
A groan of tedium escapes me, startling the fearful.
Is this a test?
It has to be, otherwise I can't go on.
Draining patience; drain vitality,
This paranoid, paralyzed vampire acts a little old.
But I'm still right here, giving blood and keeping faith,
and I'm still right... here.
But I'm still right here, giving blood and keeping faith,
and I'm still right... here.
I'm gonna wait it out.
If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
I'm gonna wait it out.
If there were no desire to heal,
The damaged and broken met along this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
I still may, and I still may.
Be patient.
I must keep reminding myself of this...
If there were no rewards to reap,
No loving embrace to see me through this tedious path I've chosen here,
I certainly would've walked away by now.
And I still may. and I still may, and I still may.
I'm gonna wait it out. Gonna wait it out.
Themata by Karnivool
It's so good to see,
This world is alive.
It's so good to see,
This world is a lie.
Evolutionary Sleeper by Cynic
I'm whole, open.
I'm starved, broken.
I'm lost and found.
I'm an evolutionary sleeper.
If letting go means letting be;
The truth beyond the mind is what I need.
The Art of Dying by Gojira
Breathing slowly, mechanical heartbeat
losing contact with the living
Almighty TV plugged, hybrid empty brain
don't see anything real in the game
The tension is building constantly
No reason just a reflex I have, driven by clockwork
I try to keep an eye open
And I realize I haven't closed my eyes in a long time
Neglected emotions lead to catastrophic voyage on the other side
I have been given so much stress and lack of confidence
I've been given the gift of so small hope deep inside
I haven't closed my eyes in a long time, I am trying
I cannot stomach these forms and colors anymore
but I'm here to continue, after all I have been through
I try to keep my eyes open, I am realizing
This life and death more precious than anything
I won't bring no material in the after life
Take no possessions, I would rather travel light
I'm of this kind that kills all day
but I don't know yet how to die
Art of dying, is the way to let all go
Within I practice in the secret of my soul
My shape in the reflector
has now for ever, a life on it's own
