Spiritual sickness spreads in me

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 free

The fire inside feels like it's about to burst

Everything seems to much, I don't feel at home

I feel so goddamn empty, everey day is eating a piece

away

Until there is no more left of me

Until there is no more left of me

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 this Maelstrom

(in this Maelstrom)

(When the dust)

When the dust settles

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

Free