Karnivool

In your own state of mind
All you fear now is won
A concious world will spin you in and out of time
Lend your breath to broken sail
Hands up in my blunted nail
Rolling water, suck her free
Surely I can make you feel
What I'm feeling, falling in
Comfort bleeds a swollen mend
In the secrecy that is to lie
Knowing in failure, will I forge the wrong sound?
Soon I see what they mean
Living this fallacy
Promised heaven, I concede
Dead, what I'm feeling, falling in
Comfort bleeds a swollen mend
In the secrecy that is to lie